In a mountain forest about half an hour away from the beautiful imperial city, in an empty cave, the palace snow and dust gazed at the campfire beating in front of them.

Behind him, on a stone pillar, Dou Pei and Ruan Juan were tied up, while they seemed to be in a coma.

There was footsteps behind him, the snow and dust in the palace appeared surprising, and he got up quickly. It was really Danxuan when he saw the visitors.

"Boy, you're back!" The snow and dust of the palace greeted each other.

Danxuan nodded slightly, then he put on the mask on his face again, but his...