C589 Feng Xuelang's Words Were to Gamble with the Emberglow(1)

Not long after he left the Wyrmfight Arena, Chu Haoyun's footsteps paused for a moment. He glanced at an inconspicuous corner and chuckled. Then, he continued to rush towards the Aetherium's encampment.

The flowers were dancing in the wind, and the fragrance of the flowers permeated the air. From time to time, people would stop here to appreciate the fragrance of the flowers. At the same time