Du Jiaolan watched as the men in white robes passed by her stall, only glancing at her briefly without showing any interest, and she secretly exhaled in relief!
But shortly after, Tang Feiyang also passed by in front of her—and he looked at her!
Du Jiaolan's heart raced wildly. It was him—the one she loved!
The one she loved was right in front of her, but she dared not acknowledge him nor let him recognize her.
Du Jiaolan's heart was a mess of shyness and sorrow, but how could she explain herself while secretly carrying out a mission?
Moreover, she had even been involved in an attack against Tang Feiyang—this was impossible to explain!
What had once seemed like a simple division among different factions in the Capital City now revealed itself as something far greater—a bridge between nations, one that perhaps could never be crossed.
Du Jiaolan couldn't bear to give up, yet she had no choice but to feign ignorance!
