The cool breeze rises, the Sophora blossoms fly in early spring and April, and the half-curved moon hides behind thick clouds, making the night darker.

"Who on earth are you?" At last, Ye Cheng spoke to her eldest sister. Just as her words had just come out, some of the fallen leaves and roof tiles in the corner moved away. Even Ye Cheng's clothes were slightly wrinkled, not by the wind.

is full of inner strength and true Qi.

"Although I don't like to answer the same question twice, for the sake of being a woman, I'll make an exception. You don't need to know my name. You just need...