The plaza, capable of holding a thousand people, was so quiet that a pin drop could be heard.
The warm sunshine of spring cast a scorching glow, like the omniscient light of the Buddha, sprinkling on everyone's heads.
Charlotte Aria suddenly felt dizzy, her body swaying.
Madam Aria noticed her condition, her brows slightly knitted, seemingly displeased at Charlotte Aria's loss of composure at such an important occasion.
Yet, Charlotte Aria was filled with disbelief. Was she hallucinating? How could that person appear in such a setting?
What status did Master Kurong possess; Charlotte Aria had stayed at Madam Aria's side for so many years to know it all too well. Yet, what did she see? Who was walking behind Master Kurong and beside his senior disciple, Oliver Williams if not Aubree Groove?
She was certain she hadn't mistaken him.
