Misty Cloud Translations

  Misty Cloud Translations

  Saint City, the entire city was built like a palace. It was a white palace. Sima You Yue’s first impression could be summed up into — pretentious.

  The appearance of Zong Zheng Han Yue had its benefits here. Those who see her must salute her. And she just needed to keep smiling and nodding slightly at them.

  “Holy Daughter, you’re finally back.” A maid ran over.

  Sima You Yue recognized that this was one of ..