Dong Fang Ling, followed by several servants, walked towards the door of an elegant room. Before he had knocked on the door, a gentle voice resounded from the inside of the room.

How long does he intend to stare at her? Blinking her eyes, Bing’er stole a glance at the handsome man in front of her. Seeing his dark eyes, she quickly avoided them by closing her eyes.

During the afternoon, in the backyard of Dong Fang House, a group of people gathered. These people formed a circle which surrounded a slim figure, and from time to time came the crisp sound of bell-like laughter.

At night, a black shadow can be seen entering the Dong House. Just as she was about to pass Dong Fang Ling’s room, a deep voice resounded. The once dark room was lit up by candles.