The first person to appear before Li Yan was a young woman in a dark green robe, lovely as an orchid blooming in an empty valley. Curiosity filled her face as she looked into the side hall. To her left stood a burly man, his hand slamming fiercely against the gate.
More than a dozen people followed behind the young woman, and quite a few wore angry expressions.
Li Yan simply stood inside the hall. The burly man who had pushed open the doors was about to open his mouth and shout a rebuke, but when he clearly saw Li Yan's face, his expression changed drastically. He forcibly swallowed the words that were about to leave his mouth.
That devastatingly beautiful young woman also spotted Li Yan at once. In an instant, she stared at him blankly, almost entranced.
"Senior Sister Bai, it has been several years since we last met. Your cultivation has surpassed what it was before!"
The young woman had bright eyes and pearly teeth, a petite figure, and skin fairer than snow. She stood quietly like a lily in the dark night. Upon hearing Li Yan's words, the hesitation on her face immediately blossomed into a radiant smile.
Yet two crimson flushes quickly rose to her cheeks, and she rapidly lowered her head. Muttering, she said, "Li... Junior Brother Li..."
This woman was Bai Rou. Her cultivation had already reached the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, yet she still looked timid and shy, blushing before she even spoke.
Li Yan carefully studied Bai Rou, making her jade-like face grow even more bashful. Her hands were at a loss, as though she did not know where to put them. She could only quietly hide them behind her back, her pale, scallion-white fingers twisting around each other in