Hill stood at the peak of the sky, coldly watching the gale below that blew away even the clouds.
The exquisite crystal fan on his wrist lightly slipped off, and with a forceful wave, drew a slender whirlwind in the cloud realm.
The small whirlwind seemed to rotate slowly, yet like a vortex, it absorbed every bit of wind around it without missing any.
The whirlwind descended slowly from the cloud realm, but its growth was quick, finally transforming into a gale, halting outside the vine wall woven of endless vines.
Inside and outside the long dam, there was an instant calmness.
'Cunlü' gently extended her arm, received a red flower petal drifting by, brought it to her lips, gently bit it, her eyes flowed with charm, and she smiled enticingly.
Even if he no longer harbored fantasies about this lady, Lind still felt his heart race madly, as if her bite was directly on his heart.
He couldn't help but glance at 'Hard Wind', his heart filled with mixed feelings.
