As the woman rode closer, Huang Xiao saw her more clearly.
Once he made out her features, Huang Xiao's brows furrowed slightly. It was not that she was ugly; she was beautiful, a fairy among mortals, as lovely as a celestial maiden, enough to rival Zhangsun Youyue and his four wives. There was just one problem: she looked very cold. The indifference on her face sent a chill through anyone who saw her.
This formed a striking contrast with her pink dress. Pink usually gave people a sense of warmth, but once they saw her expression, they could feel an indifference that seeped out from her very bones.
A sword expert! Huang Xiao noticed a bundle beside her saddle, with a longsword resting on top of it in a scarlet scabbard. Even its hilt was scarlet, matching the woman's pink dress quite well.
He judged her to be an expert because he could sense an aura faintly emanating from her. However, since she had not used her power, Huang Xiao could not determine her strength just yet. Still, he was quite certain of one thing: she was no ordinary woman.
While Huang Xiao silently pondered this, quite a few of the surrounding Jianghu folk began to jeer and whistle. Seeing such a beauty traveling alone, especially here in Chaotic Province, stirred their urges, and whistles rose all around.
"Pretty lass, where are you headed? Let your big brother take you there!" A short, middle-aged man with a thoroughly lecherous look stepped into the woman's path and called out with a grin.
"Chen Lecher, you don't even know where this little lady comes from, and you dare provoke her?" Seeing the middle-aged man step forward, some people nearby who knew him could not help calling out.
"What lecher? I'm a man