C80 Cold Palace Meeting

The further they walked, the more remote and sinister the path became. As the night grew colder, Du Jiuyue hesitated. The gentle summer breeze blew against her face, dispersing some of the alcohol on her body.

"What did you bring me here for?" She looked at Sima Qi warily.

"In a while, guard here. If anyone approaches, release this." Sima Qi didn't answer her question. Instead