Speaking of which, young master Huang jogged all the way to the manor and rummaged through his cloakroom. After searching for a while, he carefully selected a pair of light-colored leather shoes based on the color of Wang Chengbo’s clothes, when he came out, he saw a girl quietly drinking tea and reading a book on the sofa.
Under the afterglow of the setting sun, it was truly an excellent picture scroll. The girl’s clothes were simple and plain, but she was full of immortal aura. The so-called immortal aura was a literal meaning. This was not something that existed solely because of beauty, but it was a kind of temperament. It was a feeling of the distance between not being touched by smoke and fire and the mortal world...
However, the book of shattering the firmament in her hand was indeed somewhat destructive...
