The shimmering radiance enveloping the side hall suddenly rolled back, surging around Jiang Yi.
He hissed softly, feeling his body sink slightly, and hurriedly braced both palms against the couch.
"Not a sound!"
A soft, delicate voice sounded beside Jiang Yi's ear. Unlike its usual composure, it held a faint trace of nervousness.
The manifestation of [Taiyin] immediately gushed like a spring, concealing both their figures completely.
With a creak, the heavy doors of the side hall were pushed open, and a girl in green walked inside.
She looked around. The hall was empty save for the Calico Cat sprawled lazily on the couch.
"Where's Young Master Jiang... how strange. I clearly heard something just now."
Muttering softly, Qiao Yu approached the couch and gently poked the dozing Profound Mystery True Person with a finger.
"This side hall is so cold. Gui'er didn't even find somewhere more comfortable."
"..."
Profound Mystery True Person's eyelids drooped as a question stirred in his mind. Why had Miss Xiao Qiao come?
Could she be here to make a scene at Little Jiang and Lady Mysterious Maiden's wedding?
As these jumbled thoughts flashed past, that round head turned for a look, and his amber eyes instantly widened.
Where was Little Jiang?
Divine Abilities had always struggled to ensnare Profound Mystery True Person. Had Lady Mysterious Maiden not held the rank of True Lord, coupled with [Taiyin]'s gift for concealment, he would never have been deceived at all. Now, as though waking from a dream, he instantly sensed something amiss.
What was that brilliant white radiance? It looked like hundreds upon thousands of luminous pearls clustered together, shedding a pure, bright glow.
Profound Mystery True Person's whiskers quivered. He vaguely glimpsed two figures pressed tightly together... Could it be?
"True Person, what are you looking