The room where Du Mengyan lived was also newly built, with not much decoration inside or out, just considered simple and plain.
When Lu Chengfeng entered the room, he smelled a fragrance and, after a quick look, discovered an incense burner on the desk with a stick of calming incense inserted, the faint aroma permeating the room.
Besides that, the bed had gauze curtains, and a bookshelf was placed in the room, holding many ancient books that had yellowed with age, and there was a weapons rack specially displaying the Profound Sun Ancient Sword.
Although the furnishings were simple, they were arranged meticulously.
Du Mengyan sat cross-legged on the bed, shielded by the gauze, revealing only a hazy silhouette that was difficult to see clearly.
"What brings you here abruptly, spewing all that sweet talk? Hmph, tell me, what do you want?"
