C1294 Conjectured Suspicion and Preparation

"I wonder when Gan River will return."

As the day gradually faded away, Shen Pei asked Shen Changsheng in a low voice, who was not far away, on the same limestone under the old tree.

Shen Changsheng did not reply immediately. His eyes flashed.

The bright moonlight was like a green muslin that draped over the shoulders, causing one's body and face to vaguely have a layer of haziness