He wanted to bring someone, so he did.
"Ah?"
Dai'er pointed at herself, her expression flickering uneasily, "No, that's not appropriate..."
"Just think of it as guiding this old man. Let's go."
Yuegong Hui spoke decisively, taking strides into the grand doors.
As the dignified Hall Order of the Guardian Spirit Hall, bending the rules to bring someone along—what harm could it do? Would the Cold Palace Emperor Realm actually punish this old man?
...
Yue Gongnu's "cell" was indeed spacious.
The cold prison was essentially a massive icy cavity, carved deep within the Cold Sea. The temperature was terrifyingly frigid, and coarse ice walls were visible at every turn within.
The corridor stretched endlessly, winding and twisting endlessly; today, the journey seemed to have grown several times longer.
Miss Dai'er, shivering from the cold, followed behind the old man. Her exposed shoulders, even though partially clothed, trembled uncontrollably.
