C451 One Loss One Gain

Luo Zixuan stood by the window in his study, dressed in a jade-green robe. His face was as smooth and pale as ivory, and his eyes, bright and clear like glass, were slightly furrowed in thought. One hand was clasped behind his back, while the other gently caressed a jade pendant at his waist, his fingers tracing its intricate carvings. His gaze grew increasingly somber