Love Letter

"But Class A's and Class B's missions should be different. My guess is that snatching the red elm fruit should be the mission of the first grade's Combat Department's Class A."

Sheng Yang looked at Yu Huang again. She said, "You're from Class S, so the difficulty of your mission might be different from ours. But we can't be sure. We'll know tomorrow."

As the daughter of the Sheng clan, the first-hand information that Sheng Yang received might very well be true.

"To the Yin Clan…"

Yu Huang lowered her eyes and stared at her slender wrists. Her heartbeat quickened slightly.

She had finally returned home from the Yin Clan.

"Let's sleep first. We'll know when we receive the mission tomorrow morning."

"Okay. Good night."

Yu Huang was about to return to her room when Sheng Yang suddenly called out, "Sister-in-law."

Yu Huang sat back down on the sofa.

She glanced at Sheng Yang with a questioning gaze.