Subconsciously, Yang Chen wondered if he had seen wrong.
But after looking carefully, he realized he had not. This woman truly was Hong Yue.
The instant he saw Hong Yue, Yang Chen could not help but feel delighted. Yet his expression soon darkened, for Hong Yue was dressed exactly like a maidservant, following closely behind a man clad in the attire of another sect.
This man was clearly no ordinary figure. More than one woman followed behind him, and Hong Yue was merely one of them.
Yang Chen's expression grew increasingly grim. Though he held no romantic feelings for Hong Yue, he believed he had treated her rather well. Yet now, she had actually thrown herself into another man's arms?
But Yang Chen quickly shook his head and regained his clarity.
He had placed a slave restriction on Hong Yue. That alone proved that she had not betrayed him in her heart. She must have encountered some unspeakable hardship to have ended up like this.
Because of the slave restriction, when he saw Hong Yue, she too turned her gaze toward him.
Upon seeing Yang Chen, Hong Yue's eyes lit up, clearly filled with added joy and excitement.
But Yang Chen had calmed down by then. Knowing Hong Yue had her difficulties, he understood that the matter was troublesome and not something that could be explained or resolved in a setting like this.
With the slave restriction between them, Hong Yue and he could communicate at any time, so there was no need to worry too much.
Yang Chen now began sizing up the others around him.
The two people who caught his attention most were Daoist Qiangong and the man Hong Yue was currently following.
Daoist Qiangong's appearance and attire were quite strange. He wore a suit of wooden