C395 Netherworld

Feng Qingchen looked at Ye Muyao, whose face was set with determination. He knew that no matter what he said, it wouldn't change Ye Muyao's mind. Still, given the dangers ahead, it was best to be cautious.

"Qingchen, there's no need to say more. My mind is made up."

In the quiet of the night, Feng Qingchen and Ye Muyao waited tensely for midnight, not daring to make a sound. Suddenly