Beneath the veil of night, Ning Yuchan, clad in a light aquamarine gown with a green silk veil covering her face, stood with a straight posture--her curvaceous figure hinted at beneath the somewhat loose fabric of her dress.
The iron crutch, which normally marred her overall aesthetics, seemed far less intrusive in the cover of darkness,
making Ning Yuchan appear even more graceful.
Xu Jin's gaze merely swept over Ning Yuchan's iron crutch without daring to linger.
He understood this point.
But Xu Jin couldn't help being curious, what exactly had happened to Ning Yuchan's leg?
Once a cultivator reached the Seventh Layer of the Dining Dawn, their natural healing abilities became extremely powerful; unless a limb was completely severed, resulting in a stump, there would be no injury they couldn't recover from.
Even if it had healed improperly and was crooked, breaking and re-growing it would suffice.
And wasn't Ning Yuchan an expert of the Star Condensing Realm?
