They were all supremely intelligent, mischievous, and stunning beauties who made it impossible to look away.
"Susu!"
At the sight of the newcomer, Huang Rong's face lit up with joy. She stepped forward and took her hand. "More than ten years have passed, yet you're still as radiant as ever. You haven't changed at all."
"You're the one who hasn't changed, Sister. Time has left no trace on your face. You're still the same charming Huang Rong from back then."
The woman clasped Huang Rong's hand in return and spoke affectionately. Her gaze lingered on Huang Rong's face, her eyes filled with sincere admiration.
After exchanging a few pleasantries, the woman turned to look at Lin Xuan and Huo Qingtong standing behind Huang Rong.
When her gaze fell upon Lin Xuan, a distinct flash of astonishment passed through her eyes.
Lin Xuan wore white robes today, his figure tall and straight, his face as handsome as carved jade. The confidence and carefree elegance that seemed to emanate from his very bones were lethally attractive to women of any age.
"And these two are?" the woman asked, her voice soft and melodious.
Huang Rong smiled as she introduced them. "This is my disciple, Lin Xuan. And this is the heroine Huo Qingtong."
"Lin Xuan?"
The woman's beautiful eyes widened slightly, surprise appearing on her face. "Could you be the Young Hero Lin who led the Central Plains' heroes in killing the Mongolian Wolf Riders beneath Xiangyang City?"
Lin Xuan smiled. "That would be me. You flatter me, Madam. It was merely a small accomplishment, hardly worth mentioning."
"Oh my, how could that be a small accomplishment? You are a hero who shook heaven and earth!"
The woman looked Lin Xuan up and down, her admiration impossible to conceal. "Though I spend