One night, the Court of Judicial Review was in a restless uproar.
The trees swayed unceasingly, the branches of flowers rustled and snapped, and a long gust of wind forced its way through the cracks of the window sills, emitting a low murmur. A fine mist gradually rose, and the pale, hazy rain finally began to fall in the dead of night.
After such an incident tonight, Jiang Xishuang could no longer remain and had no choice but to take her leave first.
Chapter 148