The warbling voice of an oriole arrived a fraction slower than the piercing pain, drifting over leisurely and making the two women involuntarily raise their heavy heads to lock their eyes onto the culprit's face.
She was a foxian woman holding a folding fan, dressed in crimson robes. Mountains, clouds, and forest breezes were painted across her fan, while a gentle smile lingered in her eyes.
Without question, she was an exceptionally beautiful woman who did not look harsh in the slightest.
Yet in the eyes of the two Xianzhou women, that especially striking face clearly carried some additional implications.
"Miss Tingyun, you're here?!!"
"You're alive?!!"
Both Xianzhou women looked utterly incredulous.
This woman...
Wasn't she the Tianbo Division merchant guild representative who had supposedly vanished not long ago?
According to the official account, hadn't this girl died when Great Lord of Annihilation Phantylia attacked?
"Hi, hi. Of course I'm still alive."
"Thank you both for remembering me. I'm truly grateful."
With a snap, the foxian woman opened her fan. People's stereotype of foxian women was that they were bewitching and cunning, and she looked as though she had grown precisely according to that popular image of foxes.
Why was she here?
And from the looks of it... had she even become one of the enemy?
Fu Xuan's heart seemed to freeze solid in an instant, while Qingque's body appeared to stiffen at the same moment.
Almost instinctively, they raised their heads and turned their gazes toward the source of the other voice.
In that quiet place stood a foxian girl with purple hair and blue eyes. She wore a light, flowing Xianzhou dress, with a soft fur shawl draped over her shoulders. Seemingly noticing the outsiders' attention, she slowly turned around, and the expression in her pale blue eyes