Quickly, a group of people brought A'niu to the inner sanctum.
A'niu's hood was roughly removed.
Opening his eyes, A'niu saw before him a sumptuously magnificent and quaintly adorned space.
A'niu blinked his eyes.
He saw an elderly lady sitting in the middle of the grand hall.
"The person has been brought here,"
A'niu didn't know when, but Murong Jiang was the only one left by his side.
Murong Jiang respectfully spoke to the elderly lady above.
The old lady was shrouded in darkness, her face indiscernible.
A'niu squinted his eyes to see more clearly.
Well-kept skin, but still unable to hide the signs of age in her eyes.
Her gaze revealed the astuteness and efficiency of someone high-ranking.
A'niu watched the old lady without revealing his thoughts.
The old lady examined A'niu from head to toe.
"Are you A'niu?"
The voice of the old lady carried an authoritative tone.
It was like the Empress Dowager from TV dramas.
The Empress Dowager stared at A'niu and asked.
