The night shrouded the entire Huaxia Land, with the evening breeze blowing through the darkness, bringing coolness. However, in Jiangnan, in Suzhou, not many people felt any coolness. Instead, there was a sense of oppression, as if a black cloud was pressing down on the city, ready to crush it.
In the Liang Family Mansion.
Liang Shidao stood respectfully, cold sweat continuously dripping from his forehead.
Liang Wanqing sat on the sofa without saying a word, yet this silence made Liang Shidao feel an uneasy trepidation inside, his heart disturbed, not daring to utter a single word.
"What you just said about what happened in the Dream Kingdom, there wasn't a hint of concealment?" After a long pause, Liang Wanqing finally spoke slowly.
