Meeting the Women, Jealousy

A prolonged battle finally ended when Yao Lenchen raised the white flag and surrendered.

"Beast! Beast! Beast..."

Yao Lenchen kept repeating those two words in her heart. She truly could not find more fitting words to describe Hua Qiang's monstrous endurance and terrifying offensive power.

She felt that if she did not surrender now, she would surely die in this war.

Outside the palace, a white jade pavilion floated halfway up the mountain. The Luan Birds carved into its upturned eaves seemed ready to spread their wings and fly away, while clouds and mist curled around it like gauze, shrouding the pavilion in hazy splendor.

Crystal-clear fruit platters and carved wine jugs filled the stone table. Amber wine swayed gently in agate cups, yet no one touched a single dish.

Yan Ruyu, Sangqina, Ailaria, Meila, Kasha, and Liuyue sat around the table, their eyes repeatedly darting toward the tightly shut palace gates not far away. Their brows were filled with anxiety and curiosity.

"It's already been three days and three nights." Yan Ruyu lightly bit her red lips, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the cold edge of the stone table.

As the first person to accompany Hua Qiang, she had always been composed and calm. Yet now, it felt as though a startled deer were crashing wildly about in her heart.

Ever since Young Master had entered the palace with the woman named Yao Lenchen, those carved palace doors had never opened again. Even the faint spiritual energy fluctuations within carried an eerily steady calm.

"What exactly are they doing in there?" Sangqina swirled her wine cup, the liquor reflecting the confusion in her eyes.

She came from the Ice Snow Plane. Though cool in temperament, she was also straightforward, the sort who could never keep her thoughts hidden.

"I secretly