C172 Bathing Fire God Robe

Late at night, in the middle of the night, in front of a beautiful palace in the Forbidden City, was a thin man. A young man with a pale face and an air of transcendence about him stood alone. This young man was dressed in white clothes. Along with the night breeze of the Imperial City, strands of black hair fluttered in the wind. His entire person was calm and at ease