Zhao Shuning and Yan Ruyu sat on the tree outside for the whole night.
That night, they didn't say anything.
For the first time, Zhao Shuning felt that even if she had nothing to say, time passed quickly by Yan Ruyu's side.
In the morning, Zhao Shuning slowly stood up and reluctantly said goodbye to Yan Ruyu.
"You, after you go back, if there's anything you need, feel free to look for me through the Red Lotus."
"What will happen to me?"
The man lightly smiled, his appearance peerless.
Zhao Shuning was stunned.
Then he said, "Nothing, nothing."
"If I'm fine, can't I come find you?"
"Of course, of course not."
Yan Ruyu ruffled Zhao Shuning's hair, and Zhao Shuning jumped down the tree with him. Zhao Shuning then said to Yan Ruyu, "Teacher, don't worry. I think I will follow a woman's path."
"Yes."
"Then Master, goodbye?"
"Goodbye, Ning. I know how to guard the Dao as well."