"I am eager to meet the person Master Jiang has selected as his disciple. However, I can't see him here. Did he go somewhere else?" Yang Ning asked about the disciple that Master Jiang was boasting about, her eyes scanning the room curiously.
Before the old man could respond to her curious question, they all turned toward the door, where a soft and sweet voice was emanating, drawing their attention and adding a new layer of intrigue to the scene. "Master."
Standing at the door was a beautiful woman in a plain dark blue dress. She smiled brightly at them while holding a tray in her hands. Her long hair was tied in a neat braid, and her big eyes sparkled with kindness. Despite her simple attire, she radiated an inner glow that made her shine.
Her face was gentle and sweet, and even in the most unadorned appearance, her purity and grace were evident.
