But thinking about it, it seemed reasonable; after all, residing in this not particularly spacious courtyard were some of the top three figures on the Wind Cloud List, figures of such high status that they were unimaginable to her, and even in the Hehuan Sect, strict rules were inevitable.
...
In the hall.
Two young women, dressed in light yellow dresses and looking nearly identical—appearing to be only about seventeen or eighteen years old—quietly walked into the main hall, their behavior proper, their aura contained, without a hint of seduction or allure. Upon entering, they immediately greeted Chen Mu with a bow.
"This humble girl greets Lord Chen."
As the two women bowed, they spoke simultaneously, their voices as pleasant as silver bells overlapping almost as if from one person, indistinguishable as to who spoke first.
