She was wearing a soft white dress, and her long hair fell naturally on both sides of her face. Her long eyelashes rested on her cheeks, and her fair skin was as tender as a baby's. Her body exuded a faint immortal qi. All the decorations in the room, be they elegant or luxurious, seemed a little out of place compared to her temperament.
Lan Jue's eyes became gentle as he stared at her. He walked to the bed and sat down gently. He did nothing but watch her from a close distance. He smelled the fresh fragrance of her body and the fluctuation of her immortal qi. It was rare for Lan Jue to feel completely relaxed.
Buzz! The interstellar communicator on his wrist vibrated gently.
Lan Jue looked down, a look of surprise in his eyes. He stood up, walked outside, and then answered the communicator.
"You're out of seclusion?" Lan Jue was surprised.
"Yeah," came a steady voice from the other side of the communicator.
