Liliana also felt that Phoenix's decision was highly inappropriate—far too risky.
"You don't need to worry about that. You only need to follow me."
Phoenix also ate a piece of fried tofu, then waved her hand, stopping the two of them from saying anything further.
"..."
Liliana and Erica had no choice but to accept it. After all, it was their King's decision.
Two more days passed. After spending a day or two sightseeing in Magic City, Phoenix and the other three left the city and headed directly for Mount Lu.
Mount Lu's scenery was exceptionally beautiful. There were towering peaks, secluded valleys, waterfalls, and streams. Its ever-changing clouds and mist, in particular, added a touch of mystery to the mountain. While touring the slopes, one could seemingly reach out and touch the drifting clouds. Walking along the mountain paths often gave one the feeling of riding the clouds and mist.
The mountain, wreathed in thin smoke, was Mount Lu, famed for its peerless beauty. Shrouded in a light veil of mist, a small hermitage near the summit appeared and disappeared from view.
Inside that hermitage, a young girl sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion.
With a dignified face like warm jade and a posture as demure as a mimosa, the girl appeared to be seventeen or eighteen years old. Within the tranquil, elegant hall, she sipped tea, her eyes seemingly piercing through the clouds and mist to see somewhere far beyond.
Her long black hair fell smoothly down her back, finer than even the most precious silk.
The white women's Hanfu she wore fit her perfectly, appearing graceful and dignified while fully displaying the gentle elegance of a Jiangnan woman.
Suddenly, the Hanfu-clad girl's expression changed for an instant. As though something had happened, a strange smile appeared