Seeing that figure, Long Chen’s body instantly stiffened, and he even forgot to breathe.

“Meng… Qi…”

The person who had come had willowy eyebrows, eyes like limpid autumn waters, and shapely lips. A waterfall of black hair cascaded down to her waist. She seemed like an immortal who had descended amongst mortals, filled with a transcendent, untainted charm. That woman was Meng Qi.

Meng Qi looked at Long Chen with eyes filled with delight. Two scarlet clouds appeared on her otherwise jade-like face.

In the blink of an eye, they had been separated for over a year. Long Chen had grown far too much during that time. Meng Qi could sense the berserk energy hidden inside his body.

It was as if Long Chen was a dormant volcano. Normally, you wouldn’t be able to see anything, but once it erupted, it could exterminate the world.

The thing that made her heart tremble the most was that in this year, all the immaturity on Long Chen’s face had disappeared, replaced by a determined smile.

“Long Chen, it’s been a while.”

A bit of panic appeared in Meng Qi’s eyes. She had opened her mouth and had had no idea what to say, in the end saying a simple, standard greeting.

“You must be senior sister Meng Qi? Sister...