Li Su did not have to wait long before the woman came out.
At this moment, she was dressed in flowing white robes, her beautiful hair falling naturally to her waist. Her allure was still off the charts; even pure white could not diminish that almost demonic pull she possessed.
What was different, however, was that she had dressed herself up a little, adding several ornaments.
For instance, a pearl flower was pinned in her hair, with a pearl at its heart and silver-white branches.
Several strange hairpins also hung amid the tips of her hair, their shapes exceedingly peculiar.
A spot of cinnabar adorned her brow. Though small, it was covered in exquisite patterns, giving it a mysterious air.
There was a bracelet on each wrist—jadeite on her left hand, Lantian jade on her right. They too were woven through with divine patterns; on each tiny bracelet seemed to be a thousand, ten thousand such lines.
A green jade pendant hung from her waist as well, containing the image of a phoenix, crafted with the utmost delicacy.
She also wore a pair of nearly transparent silk gloves, linked with silver chains.
She was barefoot, bells wound around her ankles. With every step came a pleasant chime, rising and falling against one another as though weaving a melody, bursting with dazzling vitality.
Though she wore so many ornaments, she somehow did not seem encumbered by them. Rather, it felt as if nothing she put on could ever diminish her charm; it only added to her radiance, making her ever more beautiful.
Unable to help himself, Li Su's pupils twitched violently. It was as though his eyeballs had been seized by her, utterly unable to move.
It took Li Su quite a while to come back to his senses, after which