Restricted Formation Tool
Éditeur: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The Tianyahai Pavilion was like a beacon of solitude at Daoxuan Peak.
No matter how the clouds or fog changed around it, it remained pretty.
Although only 100 days had passed, Chen Jingzhai felt as if it had been ages since he had returned to the pavilion when standing before it.
"Looks like I'm already accustomed to this place without realizing it." The boy smiled.
He felt great about having a place of his own at Daoxuan Peak.
Chen Jingzhai unsealed the Restriction and headed into the pavilion. His four maids were already waiting for his return and greeted him.
They were so passionate with their greetings that he could almost smell the faint sweet aroma of them with every step they took.
Chen Jingzhai welcomed their passions and headed into the living room.
Without even asking, the four maids reported all the things that had happened in the past 100 days when he was away.