Xuanyuan Wuhen sensed someone approaching, quickly put away the Floating Shadow Mirror, and sat back down on the black-gold couch in the main hall. Leaning back slightly, he cast his gaze toward the doorway, his thin lips pressed into a tight line as a wicked, lawless expression settled across his features.
Before long, footsteps echoed from outside the hall.
A purple-clad beauty of surpassing loveliness came into view!
Chapter 382