C367 The One Who Pretended to Sleep

Night at the Silk Garden.

A breeze stirred as a figure in deep purple landed silently. The hem of their garment fluttered, and their dark hair flowed, while the golden mask they wore shimmered softly under the endless moonlight, creating a dreamlike, mesmerizing aura.

As Tiange attempted to rise, Rong Qi had already taken a seat. He gently pulled Tiange's wrist, placing it on the stone platform