C319 An Old Farmer Who Steals Bran Rice

"Ah!" Following Qin Xuemei's shriek, the black figure jumped down from the smoke pipe. Its body was as agile as a feline, and when it landed, it seemed to make no sound at all.

She looked to be around eighteen or nineteen years old, about the same size as Qin Xuemei. However, a glint flashed across her eyes, indicating that she was definitely not an ordinary person