Within the room, a woman was sitting upright at the edge of the bed.
With a face like a lotus flower and brows like willow leaves, her high bun of black hair and a pair of eyes more charming than peach blossoms seemed as if they could drip water, her skin under the Bright Pattern Lamp was white as snow, completely hiding her delicate chest beneath a plain dress.
The woman in the plain dress gave a slight smile toward the door where Xu Yuan stood, as if peach blossoms were falling gently around her:
"Young Master, long time no see."
"....."
A moment of silence filled the room before Xu Yuan asked,
"Who are you?"
"......" Su Jinxuan.
The air suddenly became still,
and Su Jinxuan's cherry lips parted slightly...
"Just kidding."
Xu Yuan laughed, waved his hand, and walked towards her: "Long time no see, Su Jinxuan."
As he spoke, Xu Yuan reached out with his will-spirit to probe the other's cultivation.
