‘Forever Green Palace? Could Quincy be in there?’ Darryl thought. He could not contain his impulse and walked over quietly without a second thought.

Once he entered, the first thing that came into Darryl’s sight was a huge garden. The garden was unique and beautiful. Behind it was a luxurious bedroom.

There were a dozen eunuchs kneeled neatly in the garden. They all looked flustered as they kneeled there with foreheads covered in sweat, and none of them dared to take a breath. It was obvious that they were being scolded.

A lady in a long dress was sitting on a chair in front of those eunuchs, with her left leg resting on her right leg. The lady was in her twenties, her facial features were extremely beautiful, and she emitted a noble aura.

As Darryl observed secretly, he saw the lady take out a little leather belt. She stared tightly at the eunuchs with arrogance written all over her face.

“I’m not happy today. I order all of you to write a poem to describe my beauty. You are all