The female soldiers standing at the front could see Ye Jian's face clearly. They couldn't help but gasp.
This lieutenant's face was too good-looking. Her facial features were like a painting. No, no painting could be so vibrant.
The sun shone brightly in the northwest, and the ultraviolet rays were so strong that one's skin would turn red. Why was this lieutenant, who was so good-looking that even women were stunned by her, still so fair and tender? Under the sunlight, it felt like she was wrapped around a soft halo.
This didn't make sense!
Did she just come here like them?
That wasn't right. From her actions, she didn't look like she had just arrived.
Before Ye Jian could speak, the female soldiers below were all guessing. She didn't introduce herself either. Next was Xia Jinyuan's selection. She couldn't steal the limelight.
The female soldiers sized up her, and Ye Jian looked back at them. Her gaze was sharp and cold. It was a warning.
