Divine Arrow Peak.
Red Dust Mansion.
The golden sun shines brightly, illuminating all directions, and it's already late morning.
Zhou Chen's long, thick eyelashes quivered lightly as he lazily opened his dreamy eyes.
The first thing he saw was a field of snow, resembling the snowy mountains of the Himalayas, with deep, unfathomable chasms all around.
He lifted his head slightly, and Yu Youwei's white, smooth arms were wrapped around the back of Zhou Chen's head, gazing at him tenderly, lost in admiration.
Her beautiful eyes were as bright as polished stones, holding an eternally mysterious charm that was utterly captivating.
"Young Master, you're awake. Let me help you get up."
Yu Youwei's red lips parted slightly, her pleasant, soft voice was clear and sweet as she began to rise and assist Zhou Chen in dressing.
"No rush, let's eat first!"
Zhou Chen smiled faintly, glancing around.
The whiteness and two rosy points that met his eyes made him dizzy.
"Young Master."
