What is this... Zhao Douan pushed the door open and saw a scene in the courtyard:
Under the night sky, Gongshu Tianyuan descended from the heavens, carrying an exaggeratedly shaped book box, standing with hands behind his back, exuding the aura of a master.
Under his feet, there lay a "corpse" prone on the ground.
The three-member group of paparazzi was dazed in the pavilion, Yu Xiu still holding an unfurled scroll, looking frustrated and dejected.
The Empress's cold gaze sharply glanced at Yu Xiu, making the female Daoist's back feel icy, giving her an illusion of being stripped bare and seen through.
"Pfft." Yu Xiu silently put away the scroll, restoring the resolute persona of the female Daoist.
"Brother Gongshu? What's this..." Zhao Douan stepped forward happily, Gongshu Tianyuan's arrival date was earlier than expected.
