The magnificent great hall was dotted with bright pearls. Its vast interior was simply furnished, and at the center of the spacious platform, a man in green robes sat quietly cross-legged on a prayer mat.
The man was quite handsome, and he carried an aura all his own, making his black hair stir without wind and giving him an elegant, otherworldly air.
At that moment, azure light flickered in the man's eyes, as if a majestic aura were rising from him. It was almost tangible, faintly gathering above him into the imposing shadow of an Azure Dragon.
The Azure Dragon's shadow was enormous. Its mighty body nearly filled the entire field of vision, and dazzling azure light flooded the whole empty hall. Clear, majestic dragon cries echoed endlessly through this space.
A ripple came from outside the great hall. With a thought from the green-robed man, the azure light in his eyes withdrew, and the Azure Dragon's shadow that had filled the hall also vanished without a trace. Calm returned to the hall, as if everything just now had been an illusion.
"Heh heh, Qing Zhi, look who's here?"
The hall doors opened, and the handsome, refined Mu Lan, dressed in blue robes, walked in. He looked toward the green-robed man on the prayer mat with a mysterious smile on his face.
Behind him, a snow-white shoe stepped through the hall doors. Above it was a long, slender calf. Immediately after, a graceful figure wrapped in plain white robes like moonlight appeared before their eyes, with a beautiful, delicate face, elegant and untouched by dust.
"It has been several years since we last met. Your bearing has grown even more astonishing!"
A strange look flashed through Qing Zhi's eyes. From that figure, he could still vaguely see the youthful appearance