70 Playing a Game

Moments ago

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The moon hung high, casting its silvery glow over the tranquil courtyard where the five Young Masters, each with his unique demeanor, awaited the arrival of Xiang Ling.

Wei Guang stood with serene composure, his gaze steady as if he held the tranquility of a still lake within him. Li Xian observed everything with an intensity that spoke volumes in his quietude, his eyes capturing every nuance of the night.

Xin Cheng, shrouded in mystery, leaned against a pillar, his enigmatic expression betraying nothing of the thoughts swirling beneath the surface. Zhe Yuan, the playful one, grinned mischievously, his eyes dancing with anticipation as he awaited the arrival of their wife.

And then there was Dao Ming, the embodiment of secrecy and playfulness intertwined, his eyes glinted with hidden knowledge as he watched the night sky that had once again captivated his attention.