"Is there anything else?"
When someone says that, it usually means they're getting impatient.
Although Ze Sheng's voice was as gentle as ever, revealing little emotion, An Jin guessed he was probably busy right now. So, she took the initiative to say goodbye and hung up the phone... ah, no, the Conch Shell.
「Unicorn King City, inside the castle.」
A coolly handsome, silver-haired man sat upright at his desk. The light from the floor-to-ceiling windows cast a soft, cool glow. A few dewy branches poked into the room, scattering petals and leaves onto the scrolls on his desk.
The man's waterfall of silver hair cascaded down his back, tied near the ends. His simple, moon-white robe was embroidered with delicate, elegant purple patterns. He was noble and aloof, his gentle and reserved demeanor unable to completely hide the detached aura of someone long accustomed to a position of power.
