C268 Story(1)

Xiaoran let out a sigh and glanced at the clock. Five hours had slipped by. Her master, Yumei, had been at the bottom of the waterfall since last night, and it was nearly time for her to emerge.

As Xiaoran pondered this, a figure appeared before her in a blur. Clad in a purple dress adorned with plum blossoms, the woman's eyes betrayed her exhaustion. She was drenched