This time, Huang Yueli had nothing to say.
That's right, she was so unlucky. She wanted to open the door to look for the way, but she was caught by someone. If she wanted to pretend that she was not there at this time…It wasn't that she couldn't, but her curiosity was piqued by Jing Shaoyuan's words. She wanted to know what he was here for.
So Huang Yueli stood up and went to open the door for him.
The one standing at the entrance was indeed a red-haired genius of the White Tiger Race.
Jing Shaoyuan did not wear his usual silver light armor. Instead, he had changed into a long robe. His long red hair, which was usually scattered around his ears, was also tied up in a purple-gold crown. He was dressed like a young master from a noble family.
