C458 There Was No End to the Banquet

"Come with me, Xingtong. There might still be time to save Luo Feng's life."

Xingtong stumbled backward, his back pressing against the icy wall, his face etched with despair.

"Time is running out—for both you and Luo Feng," the woman in the white dress said, her hem dancing in the breeze as if a celestial being whispered in Xingtong's ear. "The people of Ecraria have lost faith in you