C308 Chapter 308

She talked herself down for a moment, then her Divine Sense slipped out of the space.

She lifted the tent flap and found Feng Mingmo keeping watch, just as she’d expected. Everyone else was already half-asleep; only he sat by the campfire, idly poking at the flames.

Firelight washed over his face, beautiful in a way that felt unreal.

Tang Yao stood inside the tent a beat longer