Ning Xiaoxian bent over, gliding down the courtyard wall silently, like a giant gecko. She could control most of the muscles in her body with ease, making this basic skill effortless.
She looked at the building in front of her and decided to sneak to the wall's shadow beside the window to squat down. If she wasn't mistaken, her mentor was inside.
She cautiously approached and tied up her hair to avoid getting in the way before pressing her ear against the wall, making a perfect "eavesdropper" pose. Although Changtian in the God Demon Prison couldn't see her, he could guess what she was doing and couldn't help but sigh and touch his forehead, while Qiongqi laughed heartily, praising the current mistress for being very interesting and adorable.
The whistle was indeed inside, and he was constantly sighing. It was because Tan Qinghe was crying before him, tears streaming down her face:
