Chapter 737: Miss Shaojing

The solitary peak stood tall, its verdant green crags looming high. A graceful figure stood there, appearing to be around seventeen or eighteen years old. Her blue dress fluttered in the breeze, and her exquisitely contoured face exuded an ethereal charm. Her clear, star-like eyes gazed into the distance, as if she'd been lost in thought for ages. "Miss Shaojing," a voice called out softly. An elderly woman, looking to be in her seventies, appeared silently behind the young woman. She wore a plain...