the purple-clothed woman in front of him. She was indeed as beautiful as a celestial being, pure like a lotus emerging from clear water. Unfortunately, she wasn’t the one playing the guzheng. Mu Qingf...ver mind, she thought, briskly walking over to the hidden door and gently knocking on it. There was no response. Did she have to kick it After some consideration, Qi Lin finally raised her foot, prepa...