Tears filled her eyes. She felt like a wounded stray dog, licking her wounds in her courtyard, all alone.
She thought about her fight with Nie Li and bit her teeth. She still didn’t want to accept the defeat.
When she was about to enter her room, a figure suddenly appeared in her courtyard. This person was as beautiful as herself, but also had the trace of an ethereal aura that made her seem like a fairy. It was Ying Yueru. She showed a meaningful smile from the corner of her mouth.