At the appointed place, deep in the quiet of night.
This was Hua Wanru's residence within Tongtian Palace. Though the place was vast, Hua Wanru lived there alone, and few people normally came here.
Yang Chen had no idea why Hua Wanru had asked to meet him here, but he did not think she was the sort to seek him out for no reason.
Having arrived at the appointed place, Yang Chen waited briefly. Then, as he spread out his divine sense, he sensed the person he was waiting to meet.
Hua Wanru had arrived as promised.
Meeting at dusk, the atmosphere inevitably carried a hint of ambiguity. Hua Wanru wore white as usual, drifting like snow. When she appeared, she offered a gentle, soft smile, her seductive temperament fully revealed.
Hua Wanru was somewhat different from Zhang Xuelian.
Hua Wanru represented Zhang Xuelian's dark side. Thus, though she appeared pure and spotless on the surface, if one truly spent time with her, one would discover her darkness, her cunning, and her despicableness.
Zhang Xuelian was different. Whether toward outsiders or her own people, Zhang Xuelian was always frosty as snow, utterly devoid of human warmth.
By comparison, Yang Chen did not know which was better. Though after getting along with Hua Wanru, one could better appreciate her malice, her sinister cunning, and her vile nature, at least she seemed like a living person. Zhang Xuelian, on the other hand, was just like a Chosen Daughter—somewhat disappointing.
But there was clearly no point in thinking about such things now. Yang Chen went straight to the point and said calmly, "Hua Wanru, why did you ask me to meet you here in the dead of night? What is your purpose? What is it you want to discuss? Speak."
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