Chapter 21: Commemorating Marquis Wuan

Standing amidst clouds and mist, the white fox fur piled high like snow.A rare flush graced Jiang Wuqi's face. His aristocratic yet aloof eyes swept over the surroundings, as if surveying his vast kin...orm of the deer spirit: "Now, make way!" Out of the darkness, the eyes of the deer spirit emerged, black hiding white, white hiding black. In those uniquely sinister orbs, a hint of a smile flickered....