C25 The 25th Chapter

Just as the fist was about to hit the door, a loud noise suddenly echoed from above. Everyone stepped back, and the personal maid raised her sleeve to shield her mistress's head. Looking up, they saw two rolls of fabric cascading down from the high loft, unfurling gently like a rainbow bridge. The old lady stood at the front, her embroidered shoes just touching the thin silk.

Suddenly