PREVIEW
... an elegant Japanese-styled private room was a man-made stream. The warm sun of early Spring had caused a sakura tree to blossom. The sweet scent of sakura penetrated the window lattice, subtly, but seductively, veiling the environment with a heady sweetness.
Unfortunately, neither Mu Chenyan nor Su Qingcheng was in the mood to enjoy the beautiful sight!
In front of them were two men with faces steeled into darkness, it was as though they were going to swallow them alive ...
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