Ye Chen's gaze was calm as he looked at the lady who had transcended the Heavenly Tribulation.
She was elegant and refined. Her skin was delicate and her expression was relaxed. Her eyes were filled with hope and her cheeks were filled with smiles. She was like an orchid that had yet to be breathed out. She was indescribably gentle and pleasant. Her skin was as fair as snow, and her eyes were like a pool of clear water. As she looked around, she naturally had an elegant and noble temperament, causing people to feel ashamed of their own inferiority and not dare to desecrate her.
Her body carried a trace of graceful temperament, and every frown and smile seemed to seduce Ye Chen.
However, Ye Chen only liked his seven senior sisters.
Ye Chen was not interested in the others at all.
Ye Chen's gaze was incomparably cold as he looked at the woman and asked, "Who are all of you? Why did you let Ji Xuan become the envoy?"