C738 Miss Shaojing

Atop a solitary peak, amidst the rugged, verdant terrain, stood a figure that seemed to be in her late teens. Her green gown fluttered in the wind, framing her exquisitely contoured face that radiated an ethereal beauty. Her eyes, deep and luminous like the stars, were fixed on a distant point in the sky, as if she had been lost in reverie for quite some time.

"Miss Shaojing."

Without a sound