Not only was Fang Che puzzled, but Jing Xiuyun was also completely at a loss.
After leaving, she quietly asked Zhao Ying'er, "Ying'er, why were you so bold today? You cornered Mr. Fang directly against the wall and wouldn't let him avoid it... That's intense! This isn't like your usual self at all."
Zhao Ying'er's gaze was somewhat dazed. She shook her head, smiled, and said, "It's nothing, maybe I've just come to terms with something."
"Come to terms?" Jing Xiuyun was puzzled.
"Yes."
Zhao Ying'er said, "At our Guardian Hall, I've experienced a lot of things... First, a few unfamiliar deacons died inexplicably. Back then, the feeling wasn't very clear, but when Ren Chang suddenly passed away, that's when the sadness hit... "
"Even in the blazing summer, I often feel a sense of autumn's desolation in my heart."
