Elsewhere, a lavishly dressed man and woman walked over.
The man was Xu Ran's old acquaintance, Tang San, who had just been taught a lesson. Tang San had now changed into clean clothes, but some bruises that would not fade for a while still remained on his face, left by Xu Ran's beating.
Beside him was Hu Liena, the Saintess of Spirit Hall.
Hu Liena wore a short black skirt, revealing half of her slender, shapely legs. Black stockings tightly hugged those beautiful legs, faintly gleaming in the sunlight. She truly was a feast for the eyes.
Hu Liena was stunningly beautiful, her long black hair draped over her shoulders, a foxlike allure faintly emanating from her eyes. A breeze blew past, making her skirt flutter and exposing the young woman's rounded thighs, tempting one to glimpse the mysterious scenery beneath.
The young woman's face was distinctive, with a pair of narrow, foxlike eyes. Her bearing was like that of a fox spirit, deeply alluring yet making others hesitate to approach.
Hu Liena's expression was cold now. Tang San's pestering had become unbearably annoying. Had Tang San not been the Saint Son personally appointed by her teacher, Bibi Dong, she would certainly have stayed far away from him.
Although Tang San possessed outstanding talent, his character was lacking. Even though she had not known him long, she had already seen through what sort of person he was. A repulsive presence also faintly emanated from him, exceedingly evil and loathsome.
Although she detested Tang San, the young woman's good upbringing allowed her to maintain her composure. She simply showed no warmth toward his attempts to please her.
Although Tang San was talented, there was already someone she admired in her heart.
Xu Ran!
She had heard the elders within Spirit Hall