Outside of the Fruit Deity Divine Jiazi Nine Hundred and Eighty-Four, the Feather Lord, in just a few words, took all matters upon himself.
However, in Yan Capital City, there was no room for error.
Bang!
Li Yan pushed open the temple doors and, accompanied by the wind and snow, stepped inside, his eyes sweeping the room.
The rich aroma of grain porridge burbled gurglingly in the iron pot, boiling with taro and other grains.
Lady Dan's eyes shifted in response.
"My lord."
Nine-Winged Sudu spoke out loud.
Lady Dan's expression remained unchanged as her eyes met with Li Yan's, giving a slight flicker.
Be careful.
Li Yan nodded and turned his gaze toward the man in the corner holding a sea bowl.
The man's hair was disheveled, dressed in a wrinkled suit, swallowing large mouthfuls of hot porridge from the bowl.
Having encountered the strange, pale streamers along the way, Li Yan did not hesitate to use "A Fleeting Glimpse" on this man.
No reaction...
