"Huh."
Chen Yi sat on the edge of the bed, exhaled a puff of smoke, and turned his head to look at Xu Yue on the bed, his eyes full of complexity. It was indeed a bit perplexing to have unwittingly stumbled into such an entanglement.
If it was about feelings, there really weren't any.
Although Xu Yue's methods were somewhat underhanded, she didn't do anything too outrageous to him; to actually act against the White Phoenix Clan because of it felt somewhat heavy-handed.
Idle hands are the devil's workshop.
After pondering for a moment, he got up and began to look around the interior of the palace.
...
"It's quite beautiful."
Chen Yi, leaning on his cane with one hand, stood in front of a wall, his eyebrows raised as he examined the mural, which clearly recorded the changes of the White Phoenix Clan after the arrival of the 'ascending game'.
It recorded not only the game, but also the history that preceded it.