Two pairs of golden irises and dark pupils opened at the same time, absorbing the illuminated surroundings fully, including the grand jade palace that possessed exceptional craftsmanship of elegance and purity. The faint, guttural growls of a dragon stung their ears. The warmth of a Fire Phoenix soothed their exhausted bodies and minds. A familiar scent that they both were strangely familiar with wafted into their noises.
The younger of the two, Lin Xianxei subconsciously smiled as a feeling of inexplicable safety flowed quietly through her heart. While Lin Xianxian's eyes glinted and shone with wild excitement. She hurriedly turned and found the origin of that scent, finding the young man staring ahead riding a white and gold feathered Bai Lin, his side profile was unforgettable, and his bearing was inimitable.
"Master Wei!" Lin Xianxian instinctively called out.