At daybreak, Cheng Xiaoyu and the other two arrived at the South Gate of the Outer City Wall. Mo Fan and his group of four were already waiting there. Zhao Kunsan and Wang Sanpang were only Beginner Mages, so they had not come along.
The two men, one tall and one short, one fat and one thin, were probably the guides they had mentioned.
Besides them, there were three others. The two burly foreign men looked like bodyguards, protecting the woman between them.
The woman wore a silk robe-dress embroidered with Colorful Sparrows. Overall, it was a black gauze dress that hugged her figure closely, setting off her exquisite, graceful body in striking curves, like rolling mountains.
Especially those two firm, towering jade peaks before her chest, which seemed ready to burst free, tempting the most primal desires in men.
The fabric clung tightly to her skin, outlining a soft, boneless, slender, and enchanting snake waist.
Further down, the curve of her hips suddenly widened, perfectly tracing out a round, perky, plump, and full rear, like a fresh, juicy honey peach that made one want to sink their teeth into it.
A fair, long, straight, beautiful leg was hidden beneath the gauze skirt. The hem extended below her knees, revealing tender green calves wrapped in sheer black stockings, slim yet still sensuous.
A pair of jade feet stepped in High Heels, with delicate ankles and elegant arches, as if carefully carved by the heavens, making one want to cradle those beautiful feet in their palms and rub them gently.
Her smooth, glossy black hair was coiled behind her head and fixed with an exquisite hairpin, revealing a swanlike neck and delicate collarbones. She was like an elegant, dignified black swan, radiating a noble air.
A black veil hazily concealed her