Feanor found himself in Zhe City late at night.
Passing through the wide corridor of the Golden Courtyard, he walked into the Ivy Courtyard in the night. The moon is in the sky, and it is in the pool in front of you. The breeze stirs the water surface, and the water patterns sway like plucked piano strings. The moon in the water also sways. Somehow he was barefoot, and the cold marble floor was as bright as silver by the moonlight. He stepped on it silently, as if he were stepping into a silver river.