Capital City.
Deep within the Lin Family Forbidden Grounds.
Di Xuanji stepped onto the cobblestone path in the bamboo forest, strolling toward its depths at an unhurried pace. From deep within the forest, the roar of a dragon could be faintly heard. It was a deep and ethereal sound that shook one's soul.
The cool morning breeze lifted Di Xuanji's soft, white gauze dress, her waist-long hair flowing along with it. The transparent, cicada-wing-thin stockings that snugly wrapped her long, beautiful legs would appear and disappear as her hem lifted, creating a mysterious and hazy allure. Her delicate, pretty high heels clicked on the quaint cobblestone path. Each step carried a rhythm, as if a fairy were dancing gracefully, yet it also resembled a pure spirit that had inadvertently wandered into a dark forest, seeming hurried and panicked.
The further she went, the slower her pace became.
