The twilight closed in, and the sunset reddened the red wall.
The Sorcerer Queen sat on the grand phoenix chair and stared blankly at the empty main hall. The surroundings were noisy, but she did not seem to be able to hear anything. Some maidservants and apostles hurried past the hall with their bags, but she ignored them.
She was wearing the most gorgeous clothes, black gold satin, wide sleeves, and a skirt. Her makeup was exquisite, and she wore a black gold phoenix crown, making her look like a demon queen in the dark.
Suddenly, Li Ruo rushed in. Because she was in a hurry, she actually tripped when she crossed the threshold and staggered into the hall. It was so painful that she cried.
