Alex walked outside, behind the father who left once he heard that his wife was coming. Once outside, Alex looked to the sky and saw not one woman, but instead an entire army worth come into the courtyard.
There were at least 40 people there, and all of them were in the Saint Foundation realm or above, the ones at the front being at the Saint Transformation realm.
They all wore crystal blue and white robes, that had multiple layers to them and wore precious golden jewelries on their head. Each and every one of them looked like a beauty, but the ones at the front were especially so.
Alex looked at one of them in the front, recognizing her. It took him a moment to recall her name, but he did.
Bing Zheshuang, sect master of the Ice Mist Palace.
She looked young enough to be in her early 30s, but it was hard to say if it was her cultivation that made her look young, or her cultivation technique.
