Jiang Ruonan pressed her lips together, her mind racing.
Just as she intended to stand up and leave this place of contention, a chilling aura, cold to the absolute extreme, began to permeate the air in total silence.
"Yang Fan, are you interested in the beauties of the Hundred Flowers Pavilion, or are you interested in the Pavilion itself?" Kong Fenghuang suddenly stopped smiling, her captivating eyes fixed intently on Yang Fan, as if she were trying to see right through him.
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