Fop In Town Chapter 12

For the immortals, a year is just a moment of time when a chess piece is placed on the chessboard. For Liam, after a night of reveling in the past and rubbing his eyes, spring, summer, autumn and winter have already passed in a cycle.

A year later, the gate of the Fox King's Mansion was still red, and the screen with a picture of hundreds of foxes still firmly blocked out everything in the mansion. But there were many more people in the hall out of nowhere, making a lot of noise. If the Fox King heard it, the ice and snow on his face would probably accumulate even more. Liam listened carefully and found that there were people from all tribes, all looking for Leo, but the Fox King avoided him, leaving the servants in the Fox King's Mansion busy and complaining in secret.

Following Yuanbao inside, he glanced through the lattice window when passing by the study. The glass lamp he brought was still on the desk, and the documents on the table and the floor were all neatly stacked on the bookshelf, taking up the entire shelf. It felt like if he stacked more, the shelf would collapse. There were two wine cups on the desk, the rims touching the rims. They were placed in this way after the two of them drank a year ago. Looking at it now, he couldn't tell which one he used at that time. At that time, he said he would bring more "Spring Breeze Smile", but he forgot about it when he was in seclusion. Seeing this wine cup reminded him of it again.

I continued walking in, wandering around the garden for a while, and after passing through a willow forest, my vision suddenly opened up. What I saw was a sparkling lake with a few lotus flowers scattered on the lake, orange, yellow and dark purple, with lotus leaves in full bloom. Not far away was an octagonal pavilion, standing alone in the middle of the lake. There was no bridge, no boat or road to get there. Looking carefully, I saw a person standing in the pavilion, his white clothes were as white as snow, his sleeves fluttering, like an immortal who was isolated from the world.

The gilded fan was waved leisurely in his hand, and Liam tiptoed and flew towards the pavilion over the lake.