76 Mo Qingcheng’s Worries

Two days later, Qin Wentian was led by a stranger to the perimeter of a beautiful palace.

This palace was situated inside of the Fifth Sector of the Royal Capital. Raising his head to look the stone stele that was erected outside the palace, he could see the words “Violet Palace” inscribed upon it.

“The Violet Palace?”

Qin Wentian had heard this name before. Scanning his memories, his pupils abruptly contracted once he recalled. Previously, on the day of Bai Qingsong’s birthday celebration, one of the guests that had come bearing gifts in congratulations was none other than the Violet Palace!