Chapter 393 - Duan Yue Has Come (1/2)

The youth looked to be about 17 years old. His long hair scattered freely to his waist, while the peach-blossom eyes on his jade-like face rippled with a gleam.

The outer corner of his eyes tilted slightly, and they overflowed with a romantic and delicate devilish charm. Without a doubt, just a glimpse was enough to steal people’s breaths away.

“Eldest Senior Brother! Slow down, Eldest Senior Brother!” A Daybreak Sect disciple was shading him with an umbrella.

“Eldest Senior Brother, it’s already August, and the weather will gradually start to get blistering hot. Let me fan you more, Eldest Senior Brother.” Another person was presently fanning him enthusiastically.

“Mhm.” The youth was gathering his sleeves with an absentminded smile on his lips when he just so happened to look up.

It was precisely at this time when Qiao Mu also turned to look at the source of the voices, and she entered the youth’s smiling eyes directly like this. They both blanked for a bit.

“Little girl!” The youth’s eyes lit up all of a sudden, and he shouted abruptly.

Qiao Mu blinked and saw the excited youth bolting over to her. For a moment, she seemed to have recalled how the youth wanted to deceive her all those years ago, but suffered under her ruthless slyness instead.

Her stoic face overlapped perfectly with that stoic face entrenched deep in his mind.

Duan Yue beamed in joy. The slight gloominess that had lingered around his heart for the past few days vanished immediately upon seeing the little stoic.

He already knew very clearly that with the little fellow’s abnormal talent, she would certainly partic.i.p.ate in this compet.i.tion between the Three Sects and Five Factions.

Because of that, he had been egging the Sect Master, Liang Wanshan, from the very beginning to arrive at Xixia Valley earlier, just to see this unfeeling little stoic earlier.

But who knew, the best laid plans often go awry! He was waiting here and there at the venue, to the point that he felt that he was almost growing mold, yet he still didn’t catch a glimpse of the little fellow’s figure.