C287 Neon Chang Pavilion

The street stretched to the north and south, turned two corners, and turned into an alley. The pedestrians gradually became fewer and fewer.

Finally, Fang Miaomiao and Lu Zhinan's footsteps stopped in front of a courtyard's door.

The courtyard wall was ashen white, heavy, and tall. It was covered with azure tiles, and it seemed somewhat old. A few withered vines were slowly climbing up the wall