บท 2270: A period of years（13）

That figure wore a black robe looked especially lonely amongst the white candles. She stood still as the warm flickering glow from the candle flames cast her shadow against the wall. When she heard the faint sound of footsteps, she turned around. A beautiful countenance appeared before the three of them.

That stunning face was peerless and impeccable. Compared to five years ago, there was much lesser childlike features. Instead, now she had blossomed and her temperament had became more polished. It was a unique charm that only women had. There was no emotions on her fair face, she stood there like a perfectly carved statue as she faced the warm candlelight.

Although it was such a beautiful sight, but somehow it made their hearts wince in pain.

"Young Miss." They each immediately got down on one knee.

The person who stood before then was none other than Jun Wu Xie who had survived the calamity five years ago.