"In recent years, strange things have happened in the Jianghu. Luo Hua is intentional and the flowing water is ruthless. Chang Yu, is it possible that the master of Luo Hua Palace has an unrequited love?" The silver bell-like laughter was free and wanton, and the followers around him had sharp but reserved eyes. He lowered his eyebrows and lowered his head, as if he was used to his master's teasing. The owner of the voice stopped smiling, rolled his eyes slightly, picked up a red flower and walked away. The figure of the attendant named Chang Yu disappeared in a flash.
A beautiful young man with red lips and white teeth suddenly appeared from behind the tree in the garden, looking thoughtfully in the direction of his disappearance.