"Step aside!"
Chu Baihan deliberately altered her voice as she angrily addressed Yan Lin.
Yan Lin stared into her cold eyes, and his heart trembled slightly.
Why did he find her eyes so familiar?
"Who are you, really?" His heart felt a bit impatient, and he was about to rush over and seize Chu Baihan.
But Chu Baihan had already taken the opportunity to leap down the mountain while he was distracted.
His heart sank harshly, his hand stretched out to grab her, but he grasped only air.
As Chu Baihan fell, she didn't forget to give him a mocking glance.
Yan Lin, if it were about martial arts, I couldn't compete with you.
But when it comes to escaping, I have my skills.
Spend your lifetime living in your hypocritical, endless remorse.
...
Su Family.