Huo Yunjiao sat in the sunroom, his eyes slightly closed, gazing quietly at the green plants before him.
His flawless face showed deep contemplation, but it was unclear what he was thinking about.
Outside the room.
Qin Ruan reached out to touch the glass door before her, outlining the figure inside the room at her fingertips.
As if sensing something, the Third Master suddenly turned around.
A pair of cold and profound eyes met a pair obscured by a thin layer of mist: complex and difficult to read.
The gazes of the two collided in the void.
The Third Master's icy gaze softened and melted like snow, warmly focusing on Qin Ruan.
He waved at the person outside, a soft curve gracing his lips.
Bathed in the sunlight, the Third Master was stunning enough to make one's head spin.
Qin Ruan's expression subtly shifted, her eyes lowering slowly.
She pushed open the room door and entered, treading softly and steadily.