This Eastern Hall had been built with remarkable character, its entire structure made of a kind of translucent glaze.
When stepped on, it produced faint red ripples, as though one were walking across the surface of a lake.
After entering, Dongfang Taiqing followed the long, narrow corridor forward.
At the end of the corridor stood another small door.
When he pushed it open, he saw Dongfang Chun Jun reclining in a huge gray-white chair directly ahead. He held a transparent cup in his hand, and the cup seemed to contain wine as red as blood. A fresh, sweet, and alluring scent spread from it, permeating the entire palace.
"Thud!"
Dongfang Taiqing dropped to his knees and said nothing.
"A sure-win game still ended in defeat," Dongfang Chun Jun said flatly.
"It was my fault," Dongfang Taiqing said with his head lowered.
Dongfang Chun Jun looked down at Dongfang Taiqing and sneered. "You merely escorted Dongfang Gui into the Land of Dao contention. You couldn't even see what happened throughout the entire process. How could this fault possibly be laid at your door?"
Dongfang Taiqing had only been leading the team. He could not participate directly in the Land of Dao contention.
But Dongfang Taiqing still blamed himself deeply. He found this defeat very difficult to accept.
From beginning to end, the Eastern Family's plan had been flawless...
Even now, Dongfang Taiqing could not figure out where the oversight had been. How had they escaped the demons' pursuit?
There was simply no explanation!
Seeing Dongfang Taiqing with his head lowered, Dongfang Chun Jun braced both feet against the ground and rose from the chair with his burly frame. He poured the blood-red wine onto the floor, then said flatly, "What our Eastern Family could think of, Yu Taibai may well have