Sunlight pierced through the narrow window slits, casting mottled patches of light across the floor of the room and lending a hazy warmth to the pale faces of Tang Hao and Ye Miaomiao.
At that moment, a series of iron chains clanked as a lock was opened, and a harsh beam of light flooded in, breaking the silence of the room.
People from the Nangong Mansion, along with Zhao Zeyu, walked into the room. Their arrival seemed to herald an impending storm.
Chapter 105