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
