"Brother Rong!"
Just as the two were passing through the corridor, a voice suddenly called out, and they stopped to look in the direction of the voice.
Not far away, two women were approaching. One wore a white ruqun, her appearance was quite beautiful, tending towards the gentle type, looking like a pool of spring water, giving a feeling of being bathed in spring breeze. She was the one who spoke.
The other woman wore a light pink ruqun, her appearance was also quite pretty, but inclined towards a more flamboyant beauty, with an aura that was just as bold, like a flame.
"Junior Sister Lin, Junior Sister Zhao." Rong Ye's expression vanished instantly, turning into a rather cocky demeanor.
"Brother Rong, where are you headed? And is this young lady next to you the closed-door disciple of the Saint Master?" Zhao Yan, linked arm in arm with Lin Xian'er, walked up to Rong Ye and Gu Qingqing, scrutinizing Gu Qingqing with a critical eye, while addressing Rong Ye.
