author:<Golden Toad Ance
state:serializing
brief introduction:
The wind howled and whistled through the cracks in the window, bringing with it a bone-chilling cold that seeped into the very core. The floor beneath was frigid, offering no respite from the biting air.,The mirror on the cabinet reflected a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, but his face was pale.,Being new, he didn't want to immediately face off against Qin's widow, such a high-ranking green tea player.。