Xu Ping'an chatted with the Sovereign of Great Qin for a few more sentences, then he left the grand hall.
However, not long after he stepped out of the grand hall, his path was blocked by a woman dressed in extremely luxurious clothing.
The woman had an outstandingly beautiful face and wore a magnificent black robe with gold-threaded edges that trailed on the ground for over three meters.
Adorning her head was a Golden Winged Phoenix Hairpin, and her jet-black hair was neatly tied behind her head, signalling her grace and calm.
Her skin was as white as jade, her beauty could bring cities to their knees, and her phoenix-like eyes, cold as frost, looked indifferently at Xu Ping'an with a touch of lofty arrogance.
A maid followed behind her.
Both the aloof woman and the maid gave Xu Ping'an a strong sense of oppression.
Xu Ping'an's eyes instantly turned solemn as he guessed the woman's identity.
