Between Acts Wherever the Moon Goes...

"Senior Qianmen!?"

On a picturesque moonlit night in the fairy mountain, from the window of the ancient and elegant small building, Fangran saw a free and easy figure shaking a bone fan, and unexpectedly called out,

In the previous chat, Rize had already told him the identity of 'Mrs. Isis'.

Seeing the surprise on Fangran's face, Qianmian smiled softly,

"I was originally thinking about when I would find time, but I didn't expect that 'free time' would be at night,"

He wore a green robe draped over his shoulders, but underneath was a modern-style shirt. The inconsistent style elements blended into the night under his aura. ...