Countless gazes from the surrounding crowd turned toward them.
When Si Ye saw Sang Luo sitting perfectly still, he thought she hadn't heard and reminded her, "Luoluo, my uncle is calling for you."
Feeling like she was on pins and needles, Sang Luo had no choice but to raise her head.
Gasps and cries of admiration rose from all around.
"The Young Master is truly blessed to have such a peerlessly beautiful partner."
"I wonder which family this noble female is from. How have I never seen her before?"
When Fei Yuan saw Sang Luo's face clearly, his pupils trembled slightly. His deep, sharp black eyes locked onto her, a faint crimson glint flashing within them. After a moment, he sat up a little straighter, the corners of his lips curling into an inscrutable smile.
"This noble female... you look somewhat familiar to me."
