313 Untitled 4yr

Translator: - -Editor: - -

Epsilon smirked, and he was about to speak, but the door behind him suddenly opened. The old and frail Feng Xuan stumbled out and continuously panted as he leaned on the window. In a low tone, he asked, "What… what's happening…"
Meng Fuyao looked at him, who was weak but still had handsome facial features. After carefully scrutinizing his eyes and eyebrows, she suddenly harbored a very daring thought.
She must have lived in this palace before, and she looked exactly the same as someone else. Could that someone have lived in the palace before? If so, would Feng Xuan recognize her?
Rather than fainting every time she came into contact with those objects in the abandoned palace, she might as well try to let others discover her.
If he recognized her, if he recognized her…
She shot into the sky.
With a flick of her sleeves, a lighter dropped into a bunch of flowerpots on the side. The lighter was ignited upon contact with wind, and in an instant, a huge fire raged. It brightened