บท 81: A FEAST WITH HUMAN FLESH

The bright red moved away from him, and the pair of blue eyes continued to stare at how the broad back was getting further away from him.

It felt like the atmosphere in the palace turned dull once again after the bold colors gradually left the palace. Even if most of the buildings in the palace were also red, they could not be compared to the bright color of the person called Zhu Ge.

Maybe not only the clothes that succeeded in coloring the boring atmosphere, but the presence of that person also helped dispel the gloominess in the palace.

It felt like a part of Bai Chen's heart wanted to pull the man closer to him and not let him move away from him. That was ridiculous, and Bai Chen didn't even know why he could think so melancholy like that.

Bai Chen was not a sweet-mouthed man in his previous life.