Dressed in Taoist rope, the appearance as pretty as a young woman with a plump face, this could not be anybody other than young master An.

“Miss Lin!” An greets Lin Luoran, regardless of the different looks of all the people.

It seems like An came closely after Xin Yuanping. With too much unknown to her, although things are happening too fast to catch up with her train of thought, Lin Luoran has the instinct that a clue is connecting the ambiguity ...