Under the cover of night, an undercurrent of tension surged through the Capital City. Su Jinhuan stood atop the city wall, watching the moon, which was growing increasingly crimson, and felt her inner anxiety intensify. The blood-red moonlight seemed to drape the entire capital in an eerie veil; the streets were deserted, and the occasional sound of a dog barking only added to the desolate, piercing atmosphere.
Su Jinhuan returned to the manor and immediately summoned Pei Mingyuan and the Daoist Priest from Xuanqing Temple to deliberate.
"Three days from now, the moon will reach its fullest, and the Western Regions Imperial Family will undoubtedly make a major move. We must reach the secret realm of the Western Regions as quickly as possible, or the consequences will be unthinkable," Su Jinhuan said, her expression grave.
Chapter 131