C129 The Real and the Fake Meet

Qii Yao stood at the bow of the ship, looking out at the sea. The afterglow sprinkled on the intersection between the sea and the sky. A group of geese flew by in front of the sunset. It was as beautiful as a suffocating oil painting.

A long robe draped over her body. Qii Yao was stunned. She turned around and saw Xiao Quan's cold face