"Wanwan."
Jiang Dali awakened from his strange state just now and looked at the two women who had appeared at the doorway.
One wore red, exposing her fair arms and rounded waist. Her facial features were exquisitely beautiful, and her bright eyes were as spirited and alluring as gemstones. Her appearance was identical to Wanwan's back when she had been the Yin Gui Sect's demoness. She was Player Xue Qing, whom he had met once before at the Dragon Tiger Gang.
The other wore a luxurious purple-black gown. Her graceful figure rose and fell like mountain ranges, her snow-white, supple skin full of elasticity, and her black hair was piled high. With her glossy hair, icy skin, jade-like face, and crimson lips, she seemed like a blend of a fairy and a demoness. That indescribable beauty, perfectly combining nobility and seduction, carried a dazzlingly bewitching splendor. She was none other than Wanwan, the current Yin Empress of the Yin Gui Sect.
Both women looked stunned. Jiang Dali relaxed and said, "You came at the right time."
Surprise appeared in Wanwan's lovely eyes. As clever as she was, she immediately realized that Jiang Dali's condition had indeed been unusual. She flashed into the room, her delicate body bringing a fragrant breeze as she drew close to him, and asked softly, "What happened just now?"
Jiang Dali shook his head. "Nothing. There was a slight mishap in my cultivation, but it's fine now."
Wanwan looked surprised and doubtful. Raising her head, she gazed at Jiang Dali's straight nose and resolute lips. A woman's instincts told her that he was lying.
Yet in the next instant, the doubt on her face vanished. As if she believed him, she disregarded the presence of his subordinate, looped her arm through Jiang Dali's powerful arm, leaned