Chapter 379: Back Room

Walking through the snow-covered streets, everyone followed Jiang Lu to the most inner palace of the Royal City.

And as they passed through the long street, Dong Wanggong, the Sickle, and the Performer had already begun to feel that something was amiss.

This "snow" was not odorless; on the contrary, it carried a particular scent similar to that of the heather.

But seeing that Jiang Lu and the three women in front had no reaction whatsoever, the three men exchanged glances and all adopted a "if you don't mention it, neither will I" expression.

The vermilion gates were inlaid with copper nails that glittered in the sunlight.

Pushing open the long-sealed palace doors, Jiang Lu waved his hand and dispersed the ancient and primitive scent filled with a sense of the times. In the blink of an eye, the dust and debris in the hall vanished without a trace, replaced by furnishings as immaculate as new.