C549 Not a Bit of Modesty

Her voice was gentle but firm.

Lights were scattered around, and the moonlight was cool and flawless. Two figures intertwined with each other, reflecting the red candles and filling the air with dense auras.

The next day, at the Water Immortal Pavilion of the Cloud Perching Hall.

As soon as Mo Qingge and Gu Qishao stepped into the main hall