The moment Jiang Baitao’s words reached her ears, Lan Jinyao abruptly halted her steps. Her heart leapt to her throat and she subconsciously clenched her hands into fists.

It was currently around two in the afternoon when the temperature was at its the highest. Fine beads of sweat glistened on Lan Jinyao’s forehead as she stood there in a momentary daze. After regaining her senses, she gritted her teeth and pulled a smile before turning around, asking, “Second Master, ...