Continent M.
Shadow hung up and walked back quietly.
"Empress."
"Yeah."
The old woman sitting in the courtyard was fiddling with a blue and white porcelain vase emitting a gentle luster under the natural light. The delicate glaze showed she was holding a rare antique.
She was tall, thin, and had a cold temperament. Coupled with her outstanding bone structure, well-defined facial features, and her natural-born noble aura, she easily gave off an "unreasonable" feeling.
Although she was old, it did not affect her outstanding temperament. Her graceful bearing was different from ordinary people.
Shadow stopped in front of her, wanting to say something but hesitating.
Nie Qingru looked up and waved. "Come, come and take a look."
"Yes." Shadow obediently approached.
Nie Qingru raised the porcelain vase and asked with a smile, "What do you think of this vase? Will Qixing like it?"
