BZZT.
At the edge of the Fog Forest.
Ziyuan's figure transformed into an Escape Light and entered the Mist Forest Divine Kingdom.
A moment later.
WHOOSH.
Three figures materialized on the spot.
"Divine Lord, why did you let her go?"
The one who spoke wore an intricate Dark Gold Robe and held a Pure Crystal Ball.
He was handsome, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly in a roguish, devil-may-care smirk.
His striking appearance and the crystal ball in his hand…
...made him seem very much like one of those wastrels from the southern city-states—men who shirked honest work, obsessed themselves with Witchcraft, and excelled at using silver-tongued words to coax resentful wives and noblewomen into a night of passion.
However,
there was a fundamental difference between him and them!
Deep within the handsome rogue's seemingly devil-may-care eyes, a dangerous light flickered from time to time, carrying a sinister aura.
