Amidst the sweeping yellow sand, a spot of green.
The so-called green ship of the desert, it seems, is just like this.
"Sir, the wind is a bit strong tonight, would you like to put on..." the assistant said, holding the cloak.
Huo Tianqing remained silent, his gaze fixed ahead, seemingly watching something intently.
So this is what the world is like, the air so fresh, the view so expansive.
A body long confined to a solitary island seemed to be stirring, as a tiny voice whispered.
The world is so vast, why confine oneself to a small cell?
"Where is the Imperial Palace?" Huo Tianqing asked.
It was already six o'clock, the time the engagement ceremony was set to begin, and he was late.
The assistant promptly replied, "Just ahead, the car is ready, we'll arrive in twenty minutes."
Huo Tianqing boarded the car without a word, and this time, the assistant did not dare to speak again.
Huo Tianqing was anxious, anxious to get there, worried about being late.
