With those cries of astonishment falling, everyone looked up toward the void.
Zhang Yue also stopped his actions, his eyebrows slightly furrowed as he thought to himself how irritating it was for someone to dare interrupt his good situation.
The girl as well opened her eyes wide, gazing into the void at the approaching figure, her pretty face showing envy.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, the figure neared the Sect Residence of the Sect of True Martial Arts, paused slightly, then gradually descended.
Only now could everyone clearly see the features of this person.
Clothed in white, rustling in the wind, the clear-cut face was not exceptionally handsome, yet had sharp features.
His starry eyes were deep and profound like the starry sky, his hair draped over his shoulders, black as ink.
His hands clasped behind him, his gaze slightly lifted, he stood there calmly, yet gave off the feeling of an unsheathed sword, ready to pierce the heavens.
"So handsome..."
