Today was quite a grand occasion.
Even Liu Qingxian, who usually went about bare-faced, had applied a touch of makeup.
She dusted her fair cheeks with a thin layer of powder.
This made her skin appear glowing with a hint of red.
Rather than her usual bright purple or crimson attire, she had donned a pale white dress today.
Her hair black as a waterfall, her eyes as bright as snow.
She stood elegantly in the morning breeze, like a solitary beauty in the vast wilderness, causing hearts to flutter.
Jiang Fan couldn't help but be entranced.
"What are you staring at?" Liu Qingxian noticed Jiang Fan's gaze and cast a quick glance at him.
She turned her head and led the way.
In an angle Jiang Fan couldn't see, her lips curved in a smiling satisfaction.
Jiang Fan gave an embarrassed smile and hurriedly caught up to walk alongside her, unable to resist asking curiously:
"Senior Sister, what kind of person is our Supreme Elder?"
"Is he easy to get along with?"