"That was... Yanran?"
Beside Chen Yang, Yun Yun also saw the High Mountain Flower surrounded by the crowd. Over the past two and a half years, Nalan Yanran had grown from a green young girl into a graceful young woman.
Yun Yun simply had not expected that, while she was away, the Great Elder would send Nalan Yanran, the Young Sect Master, here. It was merely a clan from some small place. Even if Mo Cheng had once served as an Elder of the Misty Cloud Sect, was he really worth the Young Sect Master personally coming to celebrate his birthday?
That old guy Yun Leng has probably accepted benefits from Mo Cheng, Yun Yun thought to herself.
Amid the crowd, Nalan Yanran remained indifferent despite all the flattery. Like Yun Yun, she had a cold and aloof temperament; in some respects, she was practically a replica of Yun Yun.
Setting aside her engagement break in the original work—or rather, looking at her as she was now—she was undoubtedly an outstanding successor for the Misty Cloud Sect.
"At such a young age, the Young Sect Master has already achieved so much. In the future, the Jia Ma Empire may gain another Dou Emperor Expert!" a White-bearded Old Man said to Nalan Yanran with a flattering smile.
Nalan Yanran gave him a bland smile, while Ge Ye handled the greetings nearby and casually chatted with the elderly white-bearded man, whose disciple served as a steward in the Misty Cloud Sect.
However, as Ge Ye spoke with him, he suddenly noticed that Nalan Yanran, who had originally looked calm and unsmiling, was staring blankly at the three people not far away. More precisely, she was looking at the young man leading them.
"Xiao... Xiao Yan???" Ge Ye looked at Xiao Yan and