She was wearing a red robe.
But that luxurious and flamboyant robe on her was not as stunning and attractive as the simple red light attire Luo Qingtong was wearing.
If the red on Luo Qingtong was accentuated by her own beauty, making the simple red appear as brilliant as a red sunset and as vibrant as the morning sun.
Then that maiden was just a mere spark.
Though bright, she was not as dazzling and captivating as Luo Qingtong.
Luo Qingtong's elegance was enough to set her apart from the other.
Standing together like this made the difference in levels even more apparent!
Seeing this scene, a flicker of anger flashed across the face of the flamboyant maiden.
Under the whispered words of the woman beside her, she looked at Luo Qingtong with even more malice and directly walked up to Luo Qingtong, blocking her.
"A low-class person from a Lower-class Country."
