Time flies, unaware that black hair turns to snow; the rain clears and clouds disperse, and suddenly the world has changed.
Decades have passed, and business at the Heavenly Will Square remains quite desolate. People hurriedly pass by, yet no one notices this treasure shop hidden in the bustling market.
On this day, Gu Hong, the Palace Master of the Four Seas Palace, once again came to the Heavenly Will Square.
"Zhen'er sister, are you not lonely guarding this Heavenly Will Square for so long?" Gu Hong looked at the charming Zhao Zhongzhen and kindly advised once more.
Zhao Zhongzhen was not the least bit enticed by her, and couldn't help but smile lightly, "Sister Hong, you jest. I made a mistake before, so it's already a great blessing to guard this shop now, I dare not ask for more."
