The peaceful wind of the bamboo forest could always calm her heart, so she loved staying here and loved staying with these pure little animals.

He Cang no longer spoke as well. She didn’t belong in the scheming and dirty cold palace. In He Cang’s eyes, she was like a pure lily that blossomed alone in the dirty and bloody palace. Her tendril of purity was something only also unaffected could truly experience.

Sadly, in this palace built on the foundations of absolute strength, how many people could feel it?

    ……

Ten days alter

Still, on the white cold palace rock path, He Cang quickly went along it in a wind coat.

He Cang was named Ning Maner’s personal servant. Thus, even though the palace was very safe, he would spend most of his time beside Ning Maner.

“Are you sure about what you said?” He Cang asked the man beside him.

“Subordinate doesn’t dare to joke with my life.” The other servant...