C1002 Who's the Script

After leaving the Fragrant Fragrance Hall, Ye Feng's face remained clouded with concern.

Luoyan, too, refrained from speaking much. It was understandable; anyone in such a situation would hardly be in high spirits. He silently led the way, guiding them to a smaller palace nestled halfway up the mountain.

The place seemed far more desolate than the Fragrant Fragrance Hall