Dressed in a pristine white robe, she looked like an ethereal fairy, untouched by the mortal world.

"What’s got you so happy?" Tang Yan asked in confusion after a brief moment of distraction.

Upon seeing Tang Yan, the smile on Zi Yun's face vanished. Her longsword was unsheathed in an instant, and she exclaimed, "You little thief, face my sword!"

Tang Yan was startled. What was this about so early in the morning? He quickly stepped back, narrowly avoiding the thin sword, and gasped, "Silly girl, what are you doing?"