The Enemy of Wang Xian

Bai Xue suddenly let out a soft cry.

A dazzling, swift crimson shadow shot into the tavern from outside, carrying a fierce momentum like a howling whirlwind, and plunged straight into her arms.

A small hand radiating wisps of chill gently pinched Bai Xue's cheek.

A crisp, pleasant giggle followed: "Wang Xian says you're all ants!"

Bai Xue could not help exclaiming in surprise: "Little one, how did you follow us here?"

Liu Xian'er hugged her tightly, laughing even more cheerfully. "I went home with Sis for a while, and now I want to come to the Imperial City of Jinling and have some fun!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Liu Piaopiao, dressed in a plain white cloak embroidered with gold thread, walked gracefully into the tavern.

Her gaze swept across everyone like a cold star before finally landing on Song Tian.

Her voice was icy, as if it had drifted from a distant land: "Perhaps I'll pay your Heavenly Saint Sect a visit."

In an instant, the tavern fell deathly silent.

Xue Yu, Chu Tiange, Jin Yuchun, Zhao Meng, Bai Yun, Qian Feng, and even Bai Shuang, the Heavenly Saint Sect elder who usually had a tobacco pipe clenched between his teeth, all stood frozen like clay statues.

Aside from Bai Xue and Song Tian, not a single person recognized this peerlessly beautiful woman, whose looks surpassed even Xue Yu's by a few points.

Bai Xue took a deep breath and glanced at Bai Shuang.

She slowly said, "Grandpa Bai, this is Sis Liu Piaopiao, an expert from Flying Cloud Island in the East Sea. This is her younger sister, Liu Xian'er..."

There were still outsiders in the tavern. Clever as ice and snow, Bai Xue understood the stakes, so she did not say anything more.

Liu Piaopiao