Bab 306: Chapter 294 Hyperion is not afraid of difficulties _1

Located in the Aestheland Kingdom, towards the northwest of the Protoss Empire, lies the Royal Capital Gedaria in the north.

The evening haze dances with the wisps of cooking smoke in the air, filtering through the dense canopy, and paints the forest city in a soft, delicate glow. As stars begin to twinkle on the horizon, the city state welcomes the arrival of the night.

At the end of February, the fleeting day is nearing its end.

In the heart of the city, near a pristine lake, encircled by trees, stands a grand temple.

In the depth of the temple, where halls decorated with pure white marble and dark gray pillars intertwine.

The Bingxue Witch, Yaya, sits comfortably on her couch, delicately lifting an exquisitely crafted porcelain cup. Within the cup, pale green tea leaves gradually unfurl in the transparent hot water, exuding a relaxing and pleasant aroma.

With her eyes closed, she savors this moment of tranquility.

However, the tranquility does not last long.