Inside the Rebirth Hall.
The girl in the black dress knelt persistently in front of the Divine Sculpture.
Dense red silk threads hung down like rain, gently swaying within the hall.
At the end of each red thread was an ancient copper coin, occasionally clinking together to produce a pleasant sound.
Lu Ran stood quietly at the entrance of the hall, his gaze sweeping over the beautiful red rain, looking at the slender figure deep within the hall.
He didn't know what Li Rouyin and Lord Wang Quan had talked about; she had been kneeling for a long time.
Did Lord Wang Quan disagree?
"Sigh..." Lu Ran sighed and, out of boredom, opened his cold, horizontal pupils.
In an instant, the scene in his eyes changed.
The silky red rain swaying in the wind turned into strings of eerie coins.
Each illusory copper coin exuded a deathly aura, paired with the jubilant red, making the Rebirth Hall appear even more terrifying.
"Lu Ran."
"Yes!" Lu Ran immediately responded.
