Seeing this, Xu Changqing was startled and suspicious. Something felt off.
Though the carriage had the style of one from the mortal world.
The horses were no ordinary horses.
Nor was the carriage an ordinary carriage.
From top to bottom, inside and out, everything proclaimed that its owner either had a profound background or astonishing strength.
But... did someone like that need a matchmaking meeting?
Puzzled, Xu Changqing had Big-Leaf Grass descend, then called toward the inside, "Senior Brother Zhang!"
Before long, the opposite door opened with a creak, and Zhang Su hurried out. "Ah, my Junior Brother Xu, you finally came!"
Once Zhang Su approached, Xu Changqing pointed at the Cloud-Pattern Beast carriage beside him and asked softly, "Senior Brother, surely the owner of that carriage isn't my matchmaking partner's ride?"
Zhang Su nodded vigorously, looking quite excited. "Junior Brother, you're about to strike it rich this time."
"Really?" Xu Changqing suddenly felt somewhat expectant.
Zhang Su grabbed his hand and pulled him inside. "Since you're here, let's go in and talk."
Half-pushed and half-willing, Xu Changqing slowly approached the gate. His heart pounded fiercely, thump thump, as though drums were beating within his chest, while his breathing grew rapid.
Soon, the two crossed the threshold and entered the house.
Before he even saw anyone, he caught the rich, luxurious fragrance of peonies.
Xu Changqing swept his gaze toward the chair opposite him, where a mature woman reclined languidly.
Her brows were like two faded mountain ranges—acceptable at first glance, but blurred upon closer inspection.
Her eye sockets were slightly sunken, and her eyeballs resembled glazed pearls wrapped in mist.
The brown spots on either side of her nose were barely concealed beneath thick powder.
Her figure was somewhat plump, and she wore a moon-white, gold-woven ruqun dress.
Her