Duan Rong withdrew his Divine Sense and stared at the tranquil pond through the small hole in front of him, knowing that the Fire Toad was hiding in its depths.
Just as he was intently watching the pond, a Divine Sense suddenly swept over his head, clearly scanning the treetop of the large tree.
"Someone?!"
Startled, Duan Rong ducked his head and immediately held his breath.
Almost at the same time, he saw a shadow flash out from the edge of the dense forest, opposite him, through the small hole in the trunk.
The figure was graceful, holding a long sword, clad in a light green dress.
The firelight on the Black Fire Lotus illuminated her cold and beautiful face.
"It's Lv Qingzhu?!" Duan Rong's expression was one of surprise.
Lv Qingzhu stood not far from the pond, like a solitary flower in the darkness.
