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Hua Yan and Qiuyue traveled at an even pace and arrived at Peach Blossom Valley three days later.
At the entrance of Peach Blossom Valley stood a man, dressed in a crimson brocade robe and draped in a matching crimson cloak, holding the reins of his horse as a warm breeze played with the ends of his sleeves and strands of his hair, teasing them up playfully and seemingly sweeping away the cool austerity that surrounded him, endowing his presence with the warmth and ease of the wind.
Upon her arrival, Hua Yan immediately noticed Su Zizhan, realizing that he had arrived ahead of them.
Qiuyue too was somewhat surprised, thinking to herself how swift Young Master Zizhan's pace was.
Hearing the sound of hooves from behind, Su Zizhan slowly turned around and saw Hua Yan and Qiuyue approaching on horseback. Hua Yan was still wearing her light azure silk garment, her figure delicate and graceful on the horse, yet she sat straight up, clearly accustomed to riding.