Yin Hua knew he had made a mistake and didn't dare to argue anymore. He followed cautiously behind Lingtian, cursing the ancestors of Mu Ruyue's eighteen generations in his heart...
If it weren't for her bringing out the Phoenix, he wouldn't have been blamed by Young Master Ling!
All of this is because of that woman.
…
Cold!
At this moment, Mu Ruyue only felt cold.
The cold aura enveloped her entire body, causing her to feel as if she was falling into hell, and even her consciousness slowly faded...
Meanwhile, inside a dark hall, a little boy with delicate features sat on a black dragon chair, his silver hair glowing dazzlingly under the moonlight.
Suddenly, he seemed to sense something, his blood-red eyes slightly lifted, revealing a sense of maturity and calmness not seen in others his age.
Completely opposite to how he behaved in front of Mu Ruyue...
"Master, what happened?"
