From the whispers of insignificant mayflies and ants to the majestic turning of stars and the pouring of the Star River... all were within his perception.
At this moment, in Jiang Hui's eyes, the Willow God was hiding in the Lower Realm, meditating with closed eyes, her delicate jade-like feet soaked in the creek's gently flowing cool and clear waters before her.
Surroundings shrouded in water and mist.
Her slender feet swayed back and forth in the water, stirring up a large splash, which still seemed not enough.
The woman then shook her feet more vigorously, only ceasing when the splashing water dampened her clothing.
Afterward, she burst into hearty laughter.
The laughter was bright and clear, echoing through the woods, like a girl picking lotuses, completely different from her usual cold demeanor.
Could this be the contrast?!
Jiang Hui muttered to himself, but did not pay too much attention.
