"Hmm, I won't go in anymore. By the way, who is the girl in the painting? Why does she look so much like me?"
Yeh Huang remained silent, bowing his head and walking forward, with Xia Yanxin following closely behind. Suddenly, she had a bizarre thought—could it be that she was originally a princess from some dynasty who had traveled to the modern era, and Yeh Huang was her bodyguard who had come through time to protect her? This thought flashed by quickly; time travel was too far-fetched and unbelievable to take seriously—she would be laughed out of the room if she mentioned it.
"Is it because I look so much like that girl that you've saved me multiple times?"
Upon hearing this, Yeh Huang stopped in his tracks and looked at her. "No! Stop guessing! She's from a different era, and there's no connection between the two of you."
"Oh, then who is she?"
Yeh Huang suddenly halted, staring at her for a long while. "Go get ready, I'll take you home tonight."
