Chapter 12

'WHY!' 'WHY NOW!?"

This question was running through Feng Mian's mind as she sloppily parkoured from tree to tree.

Although she only started parkour a week ago, she was unexpectedly very talented, but no amount of talent could make up for the lack of experience she had.

She was content with living in the mountains.

It was quiet, it had space, nobody would bother her at all.

She could live with the quiet of nature, no doctors telling her to take her medicine, no stepmother to scheme against her.

No daily or weekly check-ups, no servants constantly looking fault with her, no bad smelling patients, and no life of ancient china with no water system.

She was content with her life, she even wanted to stay there if not for the constant feeling of something missing in her mind.

But now of all days, someone seems to be chasing after her for a reason that she doesn't know.

Feng Mian's breath was rapid, as her chest was rising and falling with no form of rhythm, just random ins and out of breaths.

At this time, the chaser below yelled something inaudible to her as she smashed his fist into the tree she was jumping to.

The tree vibrated as it was shaken off its roots, before toppling down, the top of the trees crashed into the other in front of it, before hinging in place.

Feng Mian herself crashed onto the ground, headfirst.

Her hand which was holding the choker was opened forcefully as the choker dropped forward.

Blood could be seen pooling under her arm and covering the choker.

The Man let out a sigh as he breathed of relief.

"Finally, I should've done that at the start, wasted so much time."

He bent down to pick her up, before noticing the blood.

"Wait... she isn't dead right?"

He placed his hand at her neck as he checked her pulse, feeling it beating at a rapid pace eased his heart, he knew the rapid pace must be from the running.

He went to pick her up before noticing the fallen choker beside her.

"Hm?"

"Jewelry? it looks pretty,"

"Maybe the Master would like it,"

He picked it up and wore it on Feng Mian neck, "Lets put it here for now,"

His face held a small smile before turning around and walking away.

One thing he didn't notice, was the blood was already dried and despaired when he left.