"Senior sister?"
The instant Jiang Feng saw the blonde woman, he remembered what his master, Yang Haoyu, had told him.
Yan was also his master's disciple!
Of course, what made her so memorable was her breathtaking beauty.
Even after meeting so many stunning girls lately, Jiang Feng was still a little dazzled by her.
In his squad, Jiang Xinran, Feng Li, and Murong Xian'er were all exceptionally rare beauties. Yet compared with Yan, they still lacked a certain allure.
If Jiang Xinran was the girl next door, a childhood sweetheart, then Yan was a captivating older beauty who had appeared out of nowhere.
Yan approached with light, graceful steps and spoke in a voice Jiang Feng found utterly enticing. "What's wrong? Can't stop staring?"
Jiang Feng scratched his head. "Yan, you're still in the Holy City?"
"My full name is Shangguan Yan. And didn't you just call me senior sister?" Yan said with a soft laugh.
"Senior sister," Jiang Feng obediently called her.
"I've actually been keeping an eye on you all along," Shangguan Yan said with a light laugh.
"Keeping an eye on me? Don't tell me you're interested in me." Jiang Feng's mouth moved faster than his brain.
"Yes. For example, your Innate Spiritual Power suddenly rose from eighty to ninety-one. I'm quite curious about that." Shangguan Yan dropped a bombshell without batting an eye.
Shangguan Yan leaned closer, and a delicate, refreshing fragrance wafted toward Jiang Feng. Inside, however, he was reeling.
Jiang Feng was certain that no one but him knew he had increased his Innate Spiritual Power. He had intended to tell his master, but he had been unable to find Yang Haoyu.
So even if Yan had learned from Yang Haoyu that his Innate Spiritual Power was eighty, she had no reason to know