Bab 361: Chapter 342 Lanci's Classic Skin_1

The lingering scent of lunch still pervaded the room as Sigrid stood up, gently smoothing her skirt.

She walked up to the mirror, checking her appearance, and in her brightening purple eyes, shimmered a gleam of satisfaction and relaxation.

Lanci remained seated by the small round table, seemingly immersed in his thoughts.

The fog danced upon his teacup, his fingers lightly tapping the tabletop, his gaze appeared to look through the window, reaching the distant snowy plains.

Between them, the Cat boss moved back and forth, its tail raised high like a vibrant flag, urging them to set off on time.

"Cat boss, let's not separate on the road ahead," Lanci looked at the cat boss on the ground and reminded.

The distance to Xue Yuan Province was now shorter, but it had also become correspondingly more dangerous.