In the shabby and narrow room, the window was open.
At that moment, a scholar in white stood by the window. Moonlight fell on him.
He was like the brightest existence in the darkness.
In the room, a young lady looked ahead with a blank face.
Moments before, she had suffered from the curse that she was born with. That pain had accompanied her for hundreds of years.
The pain hadn't lessened at all, and her body didn't get used to it at all.
She thought that she would die in pain and had instinctively asked for help, but she did not expect it to work.
"It seems like it's not painful anymore." The scholar opened the folding fan in his hand and smiled.
The words "Unparalleled in the World" appeared on the folding fan.
Shangguan Qingsu finally recovered from her shock.
"Smiling San Sheng?" she said.
"That's me. Is this why you're looking for me?" Smiling San Sheng nodded and smiled.