Looking at the chaos on the chessboard, I fell into deep thought again. I did not even notice when Dongfang Jin quietly walked to the entrance of the side hall.
When I raised my head, I saw her in a light-blue dress. Her hair was not exactly styled exquisitely, but it was rare to see her, usually so plain and elegant, dressed like this. Unlike before, her red lips were now touched with vivid lipstick, and a light layer of makeup adorned her face. Perhaps she had known what she was about to do when she came, because even without cosmetics, her face would naturally have carried a hint of color.
If Ye Guxuan was a gorgeous, noble peony, and Luo Yingshen a plum blossom standing proudly against the bitter cold, then Dongfang Jin was an exquisite rose.
Such beauty deservedly stood at the pinnacle of Tiandong.
Her oval face carried a trace of elegance and was pure and flawless. Yet that elegance had lost its former arrogance, making her seem gentler without her realizing it. And gentle, charming women could usually make every man powerless against their myriad temptations.
Back in the Ancient God Realm, the Dongfang Clan had exhausted every stratagem and plunged her into a tragedy from which there seemed to be no escape. In the end, it was only with my help that she entered the Heaven Realm. From then on, she established her own Daoist sanctuary and managed the immortal clans from the Tiandong region of the Ancient God Realm. Combined with her outstanding abilities, this earned her tremendous popularity.
"Jin'er, sit." Dongfang Jin and I had long been very familiar with each other. After all, we had fought side by side against our enemies, and the trust between us was extraordinary.
"All right. It