Qing Ruyan did not respond immediately to Qingyi, her eyes carefully filtering him.
The white veil was almost thin enough for him to see her face, and it still allowed him to see her eyes, which shone faintly.
"I heard about a big commotion in the ascending dragon sect a few months ago..." Her lips curved into a subtle smile as she lifted the veil.
Long black hair cascaded over her slender shoulders, framing a delicate and beautiful face with high cheekbones, full cherry lips, and a small, slightly upturned nose.
She was, indeed, a peerless beauty.
"An expert from the Nine Peaks Basin appeared because of an attack by the demonic cult, and when she left, she took a young man with her..." Ruyan took a step forward, and Qingyi stepped back, his eyes flickering slightly.
How did that woman know all that?
Noticing his reaction, a soft laugh escaped the young woman's lips, her face turning slightly as she studied Qingyi's features.
