"Master, take care of yourself." Chen Mu knelt down with a thud, his eyes red as he hurriedly rushed down the mountain.,Next, Ji Wan Yun didn't care about the awkwardness anymore and ignored Chen Mu. Chen Mu had nothing to say either, watching the urban scenery outside the car with interest.,She looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, delicately sculpted like a porcelain doll. Like Ji Wan Yun, she had long, glossy black hair, appearing ethereal and otherworldly.。