Indeed, before long after the Jade Slip shattered, a fierce wind swept through Yuzhou City. From the east, a dark cloud approached, hovering over Lu Zhang's courtyard, and from it emerged a palace-dressed woman.
Her clothes fluttered gracefully, and her beautiful face enchanted all beings, especially her eyes, which shimmered with endless allure, seemingly holding countless emotions.
"Yue'er, who exactly injured you to this extent?" The woman sternly demanded, looking at the fox vomiting blood in front of her.
Without waiting for an answer from the fox, she turned her head and faced Lu Zhang and his companions, asking, "Was it you who laid hands on her?"
Only then did she realize that the people before her were not ordinary. One was a Hidden Dragon with a strong aura of destiny, capable of becoming a True Dragon; another was a Cultivator with the demeanor of a Yin God; and there was also Hu Shengliang, whom she hadn't seen in years.
