C978 Remembering Old Times

In the time it took for half an incense stick to burn, the entire Marshal Mansion was dead silent. It was so silent that even a pin drop could be heard.

Everyone rushed into the courtyard and looked at Su Yin in disbelief.

It was still that face, that Ghost King robe, and that unique skull hair crown.

She did not change at all, and even her aura became stronger