Ever since the Taiyi Sect had torn apart the lovers, Yin Ji had begun covering her face with black gauze. She no longer attended most events, nor did she associate with any men, adopting the air of someone who had renounced all worldly desires and would remain alone for the rest of her life.
Anyone could tell that this was a silent act of resistance, a wordless fury.
Any official Walker with some seniority knew why Yin Ji wore a veil, and they knew even better that lifting it was a grave taboo.
Unless they wanted to utterly enrage this jewel of the Taiyi Sect, no one dared lift her veil.
So when Miao Teng'er saw Yuanshi Tianzun pull off Yin Ji's veil with a wicked grin, she knew he was still in a deranged state and extremely unstable.
To prevent Yuanshi Tianzun from doing anything more extreme, Miao Teng'er felt it necessary to warn Dog Elder.
"He pulled off Yin Ji's veil?" Dog Elder's tone immediately turned grave. "He really has gone quite mad. I'll come over at once. Keep a close eye on Yuanshi Tianzun, but don't provoke him."
Dog Elder did not ask why Yuanshi Tianzun's condition was unstable and hurriedly hung up.
Zhang Yuanqing sat cross-legged on the floor, the veil clutched in his hand. He lowered his head and stared blankly at the face before him.
There was naturally not a single flaw to be found in Yin Ji's features. Yet even flawless faces differed from one another, which was why beautiful women possessed such varied temperaments.
Her face was soft and exquisite to the utmost degree. Her delicate brows were beautifully shaped, while her lips were full and naturally crimson, carrying an innate softness and springiness.
The skin of her cheeks was fair with