"His Majesty the Dragon Emperor truly lives up to his name—his eyes blaze like torches, piercing into the subtlest depths. This old woman is full of admiration..."
Just as Bian Heng stood there tongue-tied, unsure how to respond to Zhang Tie, a woman's voice rang out from the doorway outside the reception hall. Accompanied by that voice, a woman dressed in crisp, capable attire, elegant in bearing and with long, slanting eyes, calmly walked in from outside.
The moment Bian Heng saw her, he was like a mouse seeing a cat. As soon as she entered, it was as if springs had been fitted beneath him—he shot to his feet with a bounce, rubbed his hands together, and hurried over with an awkward smile on his aged face. "Y-you... why are you here?"
"I came to hear just how you were arranging tales about me before His Majesty the Dragon Emperor!" The woman shot Bian Heng a glance, making him shrink his neck at once. Only then did she turn to Zhang Tie and generously offer him a salute. "Jiang Mingyue, elder of the Thousand Mountains Sect of the Snowcloud Central Domain, pays respects to His Majesty the Dragon Emperor!"
Eyes blazing like torches... piercing into the subtlest depths... Hearing Jiang Mingyue's praise, Zhang Tie secretly felt ashamed.
"The last time I gave the fruit of the Two-Realm Flower to Old Brother Bian, I saw how his brows danced with delight and knew that he already had someone in his heart. That person had to be a Primordial Spirit general as well, a true heroine among humankind. Today, when I came to Hutuo Mountain and met Elder Jiang, I learned that the one with eyes blazing like torches was still Old Brother Bian. Hahaha..."
With a single sentence, Zhang Tie