Nightfall descended.
Xu Ping'an and Li Qingyi soon arrived at the so-called Dragon Immortal Pavilion.
The Dragon Immortal Pavilion was extremely luxurious and extravagant, with carved beams and painted rafters.
As they approached, Xu Ping'an heard a burst of pleasant music, indicating that inside, the celebration was already in full swing with song and dance.
"Qingyi sister, you really came. I've been waiting for you here for a long time," Luo Ling also came out from the Dragon Immortal Pavilion, joyfully said to Li Qingyi.
As for Xu Ping'an, he was completely ignored by her.
Following her was a young man dressed in a white robe and with a jade belt at his waist.
This man carried an extraordinary bearing, with eyebrows sharp as swords and eyes as bright as stars, he was also quite handsome.
The appearance of the young man attracted the attention of many women around.
And on his face was a warm smile that gave off a sense of gentle charm like fine jade.
