Ling Zhenfei thought of this, raised his hand, and punched towards the surroundings. The punch carried a fierce gust, and as it struck, countless petals flew up. This punch hit the Peach Blossom Tree, surprisingly snapping it.
Petals from a tree flew chaotically, and suddenly there was a loud shout, "Who dares to cause chaos here!"
Though the voice was reproaching, it was very pleasant to hear. Ling Zhenfei hastily looked toward the source of the voice and saw a girl in a light pink dress standing in the distant Peach Blossom Forest.
The dress was the kind only found in paintings or period dramas, made of silk fabric, revealing hints of skin amidst ethereal wisps.
Below her pale neck was a beautiful collarbone, a glimpse of pink-white below, with several peach blossom-shaped hairpins in her hair that were distinctly beautiful.
Her hair was as black as black satin, and her skin, pale with a hint of pink, exuded a majestic presence, making Ling Zhenfei momentarily dumbfounded.
