The sun shone with a fiery red glare, casting a shimmering halo before their eyes.
Fortunately, the hanging eaves of the Red Pavilion provided some shade, but even so, Mo Xiaoqiang’s words instantly covered Fang Yu's forehead in a dense layer of sweat.
Whether it was from the scorching heat of the sun or the sheer shock of the situation, it was impossible to tell!
Chapter 94