C933 Slip of paper

"Very good, I understand. You can take this bill back with you. Leave!"

In the loft surrounded by clouds, there was fog.

The light was ethereal and filled with a dense fairyland.

Elder Su Man had finally changed into an open-chested robe. Her hair was unbound, and she looked coquettish and lazy. She sat in a chair covered with phoenix feathers, holding a cup of green wine in her hand