Well nighttime, how do I describe it? Let's just say that the full moon is surreal. And I'm walking underneath the moonlight as graceful as I could, putting my hands on top of each other as my robe flitted with the breeze.
"You really mean that, Yongrui? Do you really have someone who could travel with us to the Middle Plane? If that's the case, then who is that person? Is he or she a part of this Tang Shelter?" White's curiosity was piqued as he tried to match my pace.
"She's part of the Tang Shelter, for sure. That's all I could say. Anyways, you've met her before."
"You mean that girl? Is she really that strong?" White didn't want to believe me. Of course, with that face, blond hair, and blue eyes, anyone would mistake her as one of the gentlest of creatures. When in fact she's a genius. A genius that could best everyone in her generation.