In the center of the hall, a celadon string-patterned three-legged incense burner was placed. Wisps of blue smoke rose from the burner, emitting a faint fragrance.,Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!,Zhao Jun curled up in the corner, his face still full of fear and anxiety, but his heart kept cheering himself up, trying to pull himself out of the uneasy emotions as quickly as possible.。