The Golden Sparrow swiftly passed through multiple barriers, gently placing Xia Feng in a cold, isolated courtyard atop a cloud boat, settling him in a wheelchair.
The woman holding the umbrella stood on the sparrow's head, bowed her head, and spoke softly: "Little Nan, you should return to the house first. I still need to attend the Twelve Seated Meeting, and I will come to see you tomorrow morning."
As she spoke, she ruffled Xia Feng's hair, and without waiting for him to respond, she controlled the Golden Sparrow to swiftly rise into the sky, transforming into a red dot and disappearing.
"....."
Xia Feng looked somewhat speechlessly at the courtyard. The architecture here was rather quaint, as if transitioning from a technological era back to the medieval period.
He originally intended to act with Ke Yanqing, but unfortunately, the setting that the third young master of the Ke family was frail and in need of rest restricted him, forcing him to stay here for now.
