Upon seeing this, Mo Chen walked slowly towards the red carpet at a leisurely pace without rushing. Each step he took on the red carpet looked like he was stepping on flat ground, his footsteps were steady and elegant.
The twenty men and women stared at him with scrutinising and inquisitive eyes. They looked at the man dressed in white, like a banished immortal, walking slowly, his steps calm and elegant. They couldn't help but guess: Who was this person?
Mo Chen walked along the red carpet to the palace at the top of the cloud. As he walked forward and gradually approached the palace, the twenty men and women behind him followed him slowly. He didn't stop until he came to the magnificent ancient palace.
"Please!"
The ancient gate opened slowly. Inside were two rows of men and women dressed in white standing separately. Their eyes fell on Mo Chen.
