Wangchuan never returned to the cannibal palace.
And in this life, half of the mortal world is in the hidden world, but where is the other half?
The not-so-bright lantern swayed, the door was pushed open, and Feng Ge, who was dressed in plain clothes, had gray hair and his usual smile.
Everything inside the red wall is unimportant.
Wangchuan×Fengge
Talking nonsense
Intention: Another kind of light