Chapter 406 Turn Swords into Silk?

• The vice president arranged a standalone courtyard halfway up the mountain for Clyde Valor and Luo Shuai. Thick greenery wrapped around it on all sides, and a sea of clouds spread out ahead, like they’d been dropped into the Amazon rainforest.
• A fine mist hung in the air, brushing the skin—cool but not clammy.
• Inside, though, it was dry. A massive fireplace roared with flames, sending out a deep, cozy warmth.