My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator - Chapter 2

Before Lu Zijia could think for one more second, she suddenly sensed a dangerous look upon her. She instantly hopped up from the freezing floor and followed that dangerous look with caution.

There was a man sitting by a ceiling-to-floor window in utter silence. Lu Zijia was only able to distinguish the silhouette of a man against a faint light.