Fang Geyu's body couldn't help but tremble slightly, the cold clouds on the mountain were stirred up by the wind, billowing into her collar and sleeves, a bone-chilling sweat seeping through.
At this time, a warm palm like jade suddenly covered her forehead, gently kneading her head.
That hand seemed to possess some magical power that settled the heart, slowly dispersing her restless thoughts.
Yun Rong stood against the light, the celestial glow behind her softly draping her figure, suffused with a gentle tenderness, "Don't be afraid, the only way to break the game is to enter it first. Since I can let you see the golden gate, I'm not afraid of the entity within you."
Fang Geyu bowed her head and asked, "Why are you telling me all this, isn't this your biggest secret?"
