Yang Ji looked over and saw her breathtaking beauty.
She was different from Yan Zhan, who was dressed in the robust attire of a man, brimming with decisive and unconstrained spirit.
Whereas she, clad in a long dress, was strikingly beautiful, fully embodying feminine allure, with a slender waist and a graceful posture, a jade-colored belt accentuating her cool temperament with several more hints of softness.
Noticing Yang Ji's gaze, Yan Luohe smiled slightly and said, "You must be Yang Ji? Thick eyebrows and a face like fine jade, truly extraordinary in appearance. Your eyes brim with spiritual light, as if harboring ambitions that pierce the clouds. Yan Zhan said you have the promise of a true legacy, and it seems that statement is no exaggeration."
"I have met Sister!" Yang Ji said with a bowing gesture.
"Sister! Is it resolved?" Yan Zhan asked as he flew to her side.
"It's resolved," Yan Luohe said indifferently with a nod.
