Chapter 77: The Peerless Beauty Beneath the Great Willow Cut Off Her Own Fate

At the entrance to the mountain village!! A willow several zhang tall swayed lazily in the breeze. Its leaves curved like brows, and the day felt warm and gentle. A woman in a dark teal dress sat poised on a branch. Her black hair spilled down like a waterfall, and her bare, jade-white feet swung softly in the air. "Senior Lashbrook…" Santiago Yale's gaze trembled. He bowed slightly toward the woman in blue, something tangled and unspeakable flickering in his eyes. Back then, after he fled...