C49 Feng Chen

Two days later, at dusk.

Mo Wen was sitting in the Crown Prince's Palace, playing with his long sword. From time to time, he would raise his head to look at the sky. The clouds above had already been dyed red by the multicolored light. However, when it reflected on Mo Wen's face, it revealed his worried face.

He was waiting.

A beauty slowly walked over from the pavilion