Chapter 802 - Chapter 802: Bingdisi Occasionally Doing Serious Work

A vast platform hundreds of meters square, open and unobstructed, with no furnishings or decorations, like a tranquil island floating within a storm, stands in stark contrast to the turbulence outside. At its center sits a silver-haired figure, quietly knee-hugging. Dressed in what seems to be a gown swirling with black clouds, she resembles a princess who has just left a high-society banquet. Her long gloves cladding her slender hands wrap around her knees, with her chin resting between them, eyes gently closed, seemingly dozing off in this posture. Her jaw-droppingly long silver hair flows untamed, cascading down her back and pooling into a silvery expanse on the ground, making her appear as if seated in a pool of mercury. I stood there a bit dazed, staring at this figure, one who should be very familiar yet now felt peculiarly unfamiliar, unable to break my gaze from that near-dazzling silver.