"You may not believe it, but the dream lover of countless female gamers, Purple Palace, all of a sudden, showed up before me." —— Yan Bao.
It was a sunny autumn morning when Yan Bao with her long legs and round butt, a face that could make someone log off to take care of a child anytime, for some special reasons, arrived at Qingling City a step ahead of many famous professional gamers.
After all, she was the president of Yan Alliance Guild, highly regarded by the toady gamers.
At this moment, Yan Bao was deeply engrossed in the authenticity of "Heavenly Dust", feeling as if she was not playing a game, but sightseeing in an ancient city.
Then, she was quickly attracted by a man in a black robe in the distance.
He was tall, cloaked in black, holding a black sword sheath in his hand, but the sheath had no sword.
He wore a bamboo hat, with a thin robe hanging down from it, covering most of his face.
