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The Good-for-Nothing Seventh Miss

Chapter 1038 - Is It A Blessing Or A Curse (3)
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Chapter 1038: Is It A Blessing Or A Curse (3)

Long Fei and Long Xueyao had another meal with Shen Yanxiao before they left. Long Fei still had a fight tomorrow so he could not go back too late.

Shen Yanxiao returned to her room and continued training as she had nothing better to do. Her diligence in her training was practically off the charts. As long as she had nothing else to do, she would go and train.

No matter who won the fight tomorrow, the winner would be battling against her on the day of the finals. She had to continue improving if she wanted to win. Even though Shen Yanxiao was confident, she would never be arrogant.

At midnight, Shen Yanxiao just finished her training session, and she stretched her limbs to loosen them up. After a while, she was prepared to wash up and sleep. However, just as she was about to close the window, a stone flew in.

Shen Yanxiao narrowed her eyes. She picked up the stone and noticed a note tied to it.

She opened the note and saw the words “Falling Moon Pond”.

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The Falling Moon Pond was a small pond in Twilight City, and it was not far from the building she was living in.

But who sent this note to her?

When Shen Yanxiao looked outside the window, there was no one in vision. Even when she was cultivating earlier on, she did not notice anyone approaching. Moreover, her room was on the top floor; it was definitely not easy for ordinary people to throw a rock that high.

Evidently, the person who left this note was not ordinary.

“Xiu, do you think I should go and take a look?” Shen Yanxiao playfully looked at the note in her hands as she tried to deduce the other party’s identity.

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Shen Yanxiao smiled. Her petite figure suddenly could be seen jumping out the window before blending into the night.

Twilight City in itself was not large, and the Falling Moon Pond was also very small. Although it was a beautiful pond, there were not many who appreciated nature in Twilight City. Therefore, very few people would appear here, not to mention at night.

When Shen Yanxiao arrived at the Falling Moon Pond, she saw a tall figure with his back facing her as he looked at the pool of clear water.

“Isn’t it a little inappropriate to send a love letter so late at night, City Lord Duan?” Shen Yanxiao smiled as she looked at the impressionable back.

The man’s back stiffened before he slowly turned around.

With a fair complexion and handsome facial features, it was indeed the City Lord of Twilight City, Duan Hen.

“City Lord Shen knew it was me?” There was a trace of doubt in Duan Hen’s eyes. He only threw a piece of rock in her room without any explanation. How did Shen Yanxiao figure out it was him?

Shen Yanxiao walked to the edge of the pool and sat down on a wooden stake. She propped her chin and looked at the expressionless Duan Hen.

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“I guessed.”

“...” Duan Hen was speechless.

“Why are you looking for me in the middle of the night?” Shen Yanxiao looked at Duan Hen. Because Duan Hen had shown that he was not that ignorant kid that he portrayed himself to be, Shen Yanxiao unexpectedly had a high opinion of him. If he was only a puppet by Elder Wen’s side, she would not give up her precious sleep time to chat with him.

Duan Hen looked at Shen Yanxiao and said, “I want to make a deal with you.”

“With me?” Shen Yanxiao raised her eyebrows.

“That’s right.”

Shen Yanxiao laughed and shook her head. “Duan Hen, you’re really interesting. If my memory serves me right, we’ve never had any interactions before. Why would you want to make a deal with me? In fact, we are to be strangers. Besides, what can be traded between us?”

Duan Hen narrowed his eyes and looked at Shen Yanxiao’s smiling lips. He slowly said, “Luo Fan.”