Zhang Song

Zhang Song gave a lewd smile. "Miss Qing Zhu, Miss Zi Ji, it's been a long time. I never expected you two to become even more beautiful. Hehehe."

"What are you doing here? Your Rakshasa Sect has never been on friendly terms with the Tianluo Empire. You swaggered into this place so openly—are you trying to start a war?!"

Zhang Song grinned. "Princess Qing Zhu, did I kill anyone or set anything on fire? Does your empire forbid outsiders from entering?"

"Or are you saying that, as the Young Sect Leader of the Rakshasa Sect, I am not qualified?"

Faced with Zhang Song's retort, Princess Qing Zhu's pretty face flushed red with anger. She had never seen such a shameless person! Zhang Song smacked his lips, his gaze unconsciously shifting to Li Xiyuan, whose beauty was peerless.

Her brows were like distant mountains, her delicate nose tall and refined, her little red lips rosy, and beneath her long lashes were clear, obsidian-like eyes. Her snow-white skin seemed to ripple with a faint glow.

Zhang Song's gaze could not help moving downward, taking in her swan-like, elegant white neck and exquisite collarbones, slender and alluring.

Beautiful. She was simply too beautiful!

"Miss, may I ask your name? Perhaps fate has brought us together."

Li Xiyuan frowned. "Now I finally understand why you found him disgusting. I feel it too."

"Sister Xiao Xiao, let's go. If this fellow dares cause trouble here, he will surely receive the punishment he deserves."

"So your name is Xiao Xiao. What a lovely name." Zhang Song swallowed, shrugged, stepped forward, and cupped his hands. "I am Zhang Song, the Young Sect Leader of the Rakshasa Sect, a First Grade Supreme. My teacher is the Rakshasa Sect Master, a powerhouse from the same era as Princess Qing