Holy Cauldron
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
In the quiet restaurant, gentle piano music hung in the air.
Ever since Ye Qingxuan saw Yunlou Qingshu come to the Sacred City, he felt unsettled. He did not know what would happen.
While he was deep in thought, someone hobbled over on a cane and tapped the table. Ye Qingxuan looked up to see someone with a head of white hair. He was dressed in formalwear and seemed unable to walk easily. His face was serious and his eyes were strict. He looked familiar.
Handel.
Ye Qingxuan was stunned. He never thought he would meet one of the saints staying the Sacred City and one of the controllers of the Silent Authority here.
"Can I sit here?" Handel glanced at Bai Xi's seat.
Ye Qingxuan squinted. After a pause, he shook his head and rejected him directly. "No, someone's sitting there."