Niu Dali and Yuan Bin fixed their eyes on them. At the very front walked three women: one tall and valiant, with a fiery figure; one graceful and beautiful, gentle and virtuous; and one innocent and lively, dainty and adorable. Truly, like plum, orchid, bamboo, and chrysanthemum, each had her own charm.
Not long ago, they had met the noble daughter of the illustrious Li Family. Her beauty could already be called enough to topple kingdoms and cities, yet compared with Li Xinglu, these three women were slightly inferior in the pure refinement of their features. Still, in bearing and allure, each had her own strengths. All were ravishing beauties of a thousand charms.
At the same time, the two understood something. Even with their composure, they had found the Li Family girl somewhat difficult to resist. Their own Young Master was young and vigorous, brimming with Blood Qi—how could he possibly regard her as mere wood and stone?
Now, however, it seemed their Young Master had beauties by his side all along, and his tastes had long since been spoiled. Even Li Xinglu, with beauty enough to topple kingdoms and cities, could not beguile or tempt him.
Especially the woman walking at the front, the tallest and most voluptuous among them. She carried an inexhaustible yet sharp and domineering blade aura. Her martial arts were exceedingly high, and she was clearly no mere pretty ornament.
Following behind the three women were the backbone of the Meng Family faction, led by Lü Yue, Cao Zhan, and Zhou Hu. Most were Innate Masters, while the few who were not possessed special talents of their own.
As for Han Pu, he was still the Great Banner Gang's leader and was out handling affairs today. He did not know that Meng Zhao had