"Heh, what a pretty little thing."
The crimson-clad beauty's gaze had settled on Zi Yan the moment she entered. Now she parted her red lips, her voice languid and soft, like a cat's tongue brushing across the heart. A shiver ran through the bones of everyone who heard it.
Her liquid eyes swept over Zi Yan before drifting to Lin Ming, whose arm Zi Yan held.
She could not read Lin Ming's aura, but as someone listed on the Dragon-Phoenix Record, Ling Mei did not believe any random stranger could be a powerhouse.
She covered her lips with one hand and let out a silvery laugh. "But this lucky young man is a stranger to me. Has another young talent appeared in the Northern Domain without my knowing?"
The crimson-clad beauty sounded as though she were praising Lin Ming, but anyone who gave her words a moment's thought could tell she did not take him seriously at all.
As soon as she finished speaking, She Yuan set his teacup on the table with a crisp tap.
He did not respond to her. Instead, his faintly green eyes slid toward Long Qingyue beside Lin Ming, and a cold smile tugged at his lips. "I don't know who that kid is, but surely everyone here recognizes Long Qingyue beside him."
"The only daughter of Long Zhantian, palace master of the Dragon Battle Palace, and tenth on the Dragon-Phoenix Record. She's quite a figure in our Northern Domain."
The young powerhouses gathered around She Yuan exchanged knowing smiles.
They belonged to She Yuan's circle. How could they not know the Dragon Battle Palace's current plight?
Three of its Four Heavenly Kings had fallen, and even its palace master, Long Zhantian, had been poisoned by Snake Venom and lost much of his lifespan. Calling