Zhuo Lingling, with a beaming smile, escorted Yuan Ming and Gu Yue to the private room's doorway, where Yuan Ming declined the offer to walk him out of the building.
He certainly didn't want to draw too much attention by being so ostentatious.
The two made their way to the first floor lobby, weaving through rows of shelves and planning to head outside, when they noticed a noisy clamor at the entrance as a group of people swarmed in.
Leading the group was a man in his twenties, dressed in white robes, with a handsome, yet immature face, and strikingly white hair and beard. His thin lips gave off a somewhat frivolous air.
The young man had his arms around a girl in a red dress, laughing and chatting without any regard for the stares of the people around them.
The girl in the red dress had a soft beauty, with a curvaceous figure accentuated by her light, flowing dress that outlined her delicate frame, exuding a heart-stopping, seductive allure, much like a blooming Fire Lotus.
