C1543 The Loyal Believers of the Gods

Yao Ziyan swept her hair up into a simple tie, her brow furrowing ever so slightly. Something felt off. It was as if someone was whispering her name. This sensation had become a familiar one to her lately. Thankfully, it hadn't disrupted her daily routines. She chalked it up to a trick of the mind.

Gazing into the mirror, Yao Ziyan's reflection stared back at her. Her visage was striking