"Tian Han Venerate arrives with her adopted daughter!"
As the announcement rang out, countless gazes turned toward them. Xiao Yi Xian was no exception, but when she saw the two faces clearly, her jaw dropped.
Those two figures were incredibly familiar, especially the woman with silver-white hair and wine-red eyes. Even the mark on Xiao Yi Xian's palm was still flickering.
Wasn't that Ye Ling'er, whom she had once adopted?
Why had she suddenly appeared here?
And now, she looked like a goddess amid ice and snow. She had truly grown up.
The other beauty with ice-blue hair also looked extremely familiar. Wasn't she that obsessive woman from before?
Why wasn't she dead yet?
Xiao Yi Xian had clearly killed her before!
Why were they meeting here again?
And her cultivation seemed extremely high as well—Three-Star Dou Venerate.
At that moment, Ye Ling'er stood on the platform with an utterly cold expression, seemingly unconcerned with everything below. Yet in an instant, the mark within her sea of consciousness flickered and vanished.
Memories of the past surfaced uncontrollably in her mind. Her eyes swept across the crowd below until she quickly met the gaze of someone wearing a worn-out mask and men's clothing.
Those emerald-green eyes were exactly the same as before, and tears faintly welled up before her eyes.
Seeing the woman cry, the people nearby began to jeer. "Everyone, look! She's so touched that she's crying."
"Don't worry, don't worry. None of us will despise you."
"That's right, you're our Young City Lord!"
On the platform, Mu Zhan Qing pinched Ye Ling'er's chin and whispered into her ear, "Although I don't know why you're crying, this is the most important occasion. You need to show me some respect."
Ye Ling'er shot her a cold glance and said nothing. She