Chapter 130 You Hate Evander?

Amidst a group of sweaty, grimy men, a young girl had suddenly appeared—radiant, with a smile as bright as the sun.

Dressed in a crimson riding habit, she galloped across the field, the spring wind whipping through her hair, revealing a full, luminous face flushed with excitement, like a streak of sunset glow upon flawless alabaster.

Gideon watched from a distance, his gaze lingering for a long