Her clear, dark eyes moved from the bed to the walls to the single window overlooking the inner pavilion garden and back to the bed. She was eighteen years old and had been in cultivation training for four years and had a Foundation Establishment base she was proud of and ambitions she was not embarrassed about, and none of this had prepared her for a room that contained a king-sized bed as its primary feature and nothing else that explained why she was in it.
Wanchun stopped beside her.
