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Only then did everyone notice that Yelu Yan had arrived, and they hurriedly knelt down and bent their arms in salute.
Li Xianyun, failing to regain her balance in time, inadvertently kicked the feather shuttlecock out, sending it flying straight towards Yelu Yan.
Just as she steadied herself, she saw Yelu Yan lift his hand and deftly catch the shuttlecock with a clean and crisp motion.
Li Xianyun bent her arm in salute to Yelu Yan and said, "Greetings to the Khan."
A smile playing at the corners of his mouth, Yelu Yan took long strides towards her.
Coming up close, Yelu Yan stood tall with only a meter between them.
Yelu Yan gazed down at Li Xianyun's petite face, which, due to the shuttlecock kicking, was tinged with a faint blush, delicate like the flowers of spring that could hardly be more tender.
Li Xianyun looked into his deep, tiger-like eyes.
His eyelashes were long and his pupils a deep brown, quite handsome indeed.