The woman asked, puzzled, "Senior, what are you talking about?"
The man waved his hand and smiled. "It's nothing. Thank you."
After speaking, he turned and took a step. A gust of wind passed, and he instantly disappeared from everyone's sight.
In an instant, everyone's pupils shrank.
Indeed, this was a Saint's technique.
The Northern Sea was desolate all year round and devoid of human presence, save for the eccentric Sea Demon clan. It was strange that a powerful Saint was cultivating in secret here.
"I have to say, that senior is truly handsome! The moment I saw him, I even thought of what to name our children."
"Pfft— You're completely smitten."
"You're one to talk! Your eyes were practically glued to him!" she giggled.
"That's nothing. Look at Sanyue, she still can't bear to look away," another woman joked, bumping the young girl Sanyue's shoulder. "Still looking? He's long gone."
Sanyue shook her head, tucking her hair back. "I just feel... he looks somewhat familiar."
