When the group of women walked out of the White Bone Temple, the servants waiting outside couldn’t help but be taken aback.

Since when was there a stranger man inside the temple?

And he’s so close to the young lady?

Among the crowd, a man with a sallow complexion was even more shocked, then he strode forward quickly.

"What kind of madman dares to approach my lady?"

As he spoke, his hands were enveloped in a bloody aura, and in the next instant, he intended to instantly kill the white-clothed youth on the spot.

This man was none other than the Guard Captain of this convoy and also the personal bodyguard of the young lady.

Before the aristocratic young woman came to this White Bone Temple to pay her respects, this man had already cleared the area three times to ensure everything was foolproof before allowing the lady to enter.

But against all expectations, even under such meticulous arrangements, something still went wrong.

In the White Bone Temple, which was supposed to be empty, a mysterious stranger appeared, walking side by side with the young lady.

If this were to spread, it would not only be a blow to the lady’s reputation but he would also face certain death.

So without the slightest hesitation, he was about to strike this youth down fiercely.

But just at this moment, the white-clothed youth seemed to sense something, raised his eyes and glanced at him lightly.

It was this casual glance that made the Guard Captain’s heart tremble violently, and then he became paralyzed on the spot.

His whole body, all his muscles, and joints had already lost control; at this moment, let alone raising a hand, even blinking was an extravagant hope.

In that instant, the Guard Captain’s heart was filled with endless terror and despair.

Because in this state, he was no different from fish on the chopping board.

What frightened him even more was he didn’t even know what method the white-clothed youth used.

Just a single glance, and he was rendered immobile like a wooden doll.

At this moment, the white-clothed youth walked down the steps slowly, heading this way.

The Guard Captain’s pupils suddenly constricted to pinpoints, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat.

Very few people can face death without fear.

Especially when the white-clothed youth is so mysterious and unpredictable, who knows what terrifying means he possesses.

As the Guard Captain let his imagination run wild, the white-clothed youth walked past him without even glancing his way.

The whole process, he didn’t look at him once.

In an instant, the Guard Captain’s heartbeat skipped half a beat, then he realized that he could move again.

Just then, the young lady gracefully approached.

"Miss..."

The young lady shook her head but didn’t speak, then quickly followed.

The Guard Captain turned his head in astonishment.

He saw that wherever the white-clothed youth went, all the servants instinctively retreated to the sides.

Then he arrived at the middle of the convoy where an extremely luxurious carriage was parked, which was the young lady’s ride.

The white-clothed youth wasn’t polite, stepping onto the carriage and entering.

The young lady hesitated briefly, then gathered her skirt and followed inside.

Everyone there fell into a daze.

No one knew what was going on, so everyone turned their gaze to the Guard Captain.

His face was flushed red.

According to duty, he should be charging into the carriage to protect the young lady right now.

But what had just happened had already scared him out of his wits.

The taste of being completely immobile, at the mercy of others, is something he never wanted to experience again.

While he hesitated, the maid named Cai Die quickly approached the carriage, listened for a few words, nodded, and softly replied "Yes."

Then she turned around and instructed in a deep voice, "The lady just said, the offerings are done, start the return journey immediately!"

As the young lady’s trusted aide, Cai Die’s words often represented the young lady’s intentions.

Moreover, at this delicate moment, no one would dissent her words.

Including the Guard Captain, everyone there hesitated only briefly, then quickly got busy.

A short while later, this convoy, which could be called luxurious, began the return journey.

Due to the unique structure of this wasteland, even though the beasts of burden in this convoy were rare exotic beasts, they still had to walk obediently.

Only after leaving the wasteland could they take to the skies.

But they didn’t know, as they just turned past a large boulder, the ancient White Bone Temple behind them, so old that no one knew who built it, trembled slightly, then turned into a cloud of bone dust, scattered into the wind and disappeared.

If anything could be more enticing than fine horses and carriages, it would surely be these accompanied by a beautiful lady.

Especially on this bumpy and rugged road, although the carriage beneath was extremely luxurious, it still couldn’t help but sway a little, which only added to the excitement.

At least at this moment, that’s what this aristocratic lady thought.

She stared dumbly at the youth sitting by the window.

The light outside the window filtered through the white gauze casting a faint glow on his profile.

This scene, together with the atmosphere in the carriage, bred a sensation called ambiguity.

Of course, all these things were just secret fantasies of hers.

At this moment, the aristocratic lady fully utilized her penchant for whimsical thoughts, her mind filled with all kinds of random scenes, and as she indulged in these thoughts, the cheeks beneath her veil felt a bit warm, her breathing slightly accelerated.

Just then, Xue An, who hadn’t spoken since boarding, suddenly asked, "What is your name?"

The lady’s whole body trembled, a thought flashing through her mind.

Finally, it begins!

Thinking of this, the corners of her mouth beneath the veil couldn’t help but curl up slightly.

Surely he couldn’t hold back!

Since boarding he’s deliberately kept silent to attract my attention, trying to pique my curiosity this way and deepen my impression, this trick I saw through when I was three.

But should I tell him?

After hesitating for a moment, the lady finally spoke softly, "I’m Ren, as in ’willful,’ my name is Ren Ning!"

"Ren Ning..." Xue An repeated, then fell silent again.

Ren Ning stole a glance at Xue An, seeing him sitting there in a daze, instantly imagined over ten thousand words of psychological activity.

Is it because knowing my name made him too excited to speak?

Yes!

That must be it!

Ha, men.

But this drama queen Ren Ning had no idea, that at this moment, Xue An was actually pondering something completely unrelated.

That is, how many karmas the Ancestor Xing Tian was involved in this world.