The Imperial Suite was a display of sheer opulence. Floating over the edge of a cliff shrouded in mystic mist, the quarters featured a vast marble parlor, a private spiritual hot spring billowing with glowing steam, and a colossal bed draped in layers of divine silk.
Shortly after settling in, two maids knocked on the door and placed an ostentatious banquet upon the central table. There were glowing crimson spiritual fruits, cuts of mystic beast meat seasoned with rare herbs, and a jade pitcher labeled with the sweet name: Happy Newlyweds in the Heaven of Desire Kit.
As soon as the maids departed, Ethan stepped over to the table and began inspecting the dishes. Within seconds, he let out a loud, hearty laugh that echoed across the entire hall.
"What's so funny?" asked Isabella, stepping closer out of curiosity with a mischievous glint in her eyes as she leaned against his shoulder.
