C110

The main hall was empty. The candles on the lamps had been extinguished and the surroundings were pitch black. The only thing that could be seen was the dim moonlight that was shining through the main hall's door.

Feng Lingjue was leaning against the steps of the great hall as he landed on the ground clad in red. He was seductive and charming, like a blooming peony, graceful and noble