The laughter rang out and a lady appeared, wearing black clothes and trousers. Her waist and those long legs of hers were perfectly outlined. Her hair was tied into a ponytail, looking lively.

She was also blessed with an appearance and her face was plastered with a smile. Wittiness flickered in her pupils that could alleviate the mood of those who looked at her. She’s naturally Lin Jing.

“You didn’t run out again, right?” Mu Chen smiled with his eyes narrowed.

“No way!” Lin Jing wrinkled her nose and took a step back, revealing another silhouette. When Mu Chen and the rest saw that person, their expressions turned weird.

It was a silhouette in white robes. He looked extremely handsome and even pretty. If one took a closer look at that person, they would realise that this was actually a man.

“This is Uncle Diao, the Sworn Brother of my father.” Lin Jing held onto the arm of that man...