When the sunset completely sank beneath the horizon, the last glow vanished along with it, and the profound night's curtain slowly enveloped the entirety of Manlan Island like a massive velvet drape.
Atop the mountain peak, the clamor faded away, leaving only the whispering of the evening breeze.
The gaze of the crowd was drawn like magnets, fixated on the center of the mountain peak, on the small figure exuding a cold starry radiance.
As always, it was tiny, the little one's stature showed hardly any change.
Yet, the corners of Chen Yuan's mouth turned up slightly, while Cola beside him barked excitedly.
Twin Flower Concubine... no, this is no longer the Twin Flower Concubine.
The originally deep purple petal skirt had transformed into flowing indigo satin, slightly undulating in the night wind, emitting a silky luster akin to moonlight.
The crescent moon-shaped hairband atop her head flowed with a cool halo, setting off the starry blue hair like a flowing galaxy.
