The painted barge drawn by three strange beasts descended directly toward the depths of Anyang City.
A host of knights followed close behind, soon vanishing from sight.
Only a clamor of shocked discussion remained on the long street.
The white-clad maiden before the shop, meanwhile, still could not quell her anger.
Her features were graceful and lovely, elegant and refined. Her eyes were like rippling water, luminous and captivating; her slender waist was willowy, and her figure tall and shapely.
Her long black hair fell smoothly to her waist, originally lending her the gentle bearing of a noble young lady.
Yet at this moment, she was secretly grinding her silver teeth, her expression filled with resentment, as though she harbored immense hatred toward the painted barge descending from the sky vault.
"Senior Sister Zhao, what is wrong?"
The younger sisters beside the white-clad maiden could not help asking at once.
In their memories, this senior sister had always been dignified, beautiful, approachable, and gentle. When had she ever displayed such teeth-grinding behavior?
"Nothing. I merely thought of a villain. I did not expect him to follow me all the way to Anyang City."
The ample chest of the white-clad maiden, Zhao Dieyi, rose and fell for a moment before she took a deep breath and calmed herself.
"Is the villain Senior Sister Zhao mentioned someone on that painted barge?" one female disciple asked curiously.
As disciples of the Chi Yao Sect, they rarely entered the world and still knew little of many matters beyond their sect.
This time, they had come out to gain experience and undertake their inner sect assessment mission, all under Senior Sister Zhao's leadership.
Zhao Dieyi looked at her younger sisters and rubbed her brow. "It is one of the people aboard. In any case, if