ragged into a room, Qilin first luxuriated in a bath. Fortunately, those men did not do anything to her. It was only when dressing that Qilin saw her reflection in the mirror—her appearance hadn’t cha...er." While speaking, Feng Changqing had already walked over to the desk beside him and was painting on a scroll with his brush, finishing in no time at all. He then looked up at Jiang Yuanchen and ask...