Returning to the Royal Palace in Mo City, the Demon Lord indeed kept his word and released Hong Zhuang from the Water Dungeon.
In front of Chao Mu Hall, Hong Zhuang had obviously tidied herself up before coming to await them.
The mask on her face had shattered within the dungeon, and she had not yet had the opportunity to craft a new one.
Dressed in a simple and plain robe, beneath the collar, traces of torture were vaguely visible.
Upon seeing Ning Feiyan and Baili An together, her eyes suddenly brightened.
Lifting her head in a swift motion, she seemed to remember she wasn't wearing a mask and hurriedly lowered her head again.
She clutched a beautiful, exquisite brocade box in her hand, her fingers nervously fidgeting with the intricate carvings on the box.
As Ning Feiyan crossed the temple courtyard and approached, Hong Zhuang concealed her face deeper into her hood and moved toward Ning Feiyan, whispering softly,
"I've caused you trouble again."
