C347 Old People

Rustle …

The footsteps were neither fast nor slow, as if they were leisurely strolling in the courtyard.

A snow-white figure slowly passed through the forest, humming an ancient melody as it drifted across the mountains.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, the melody came to a sudden halt. That snow-white figure's footsteps also slowed down.

"Why is it her?"

Behind a large tree