Seeing her sister like this, the older sister chuckled softly.
"Sister!" The younger sister's face turned red as she coyly exclaimed.
The older sister cleared her throat lightly.
"Alright, I won't laugh anymore."
She then gave a small bow to Yang Yan.
"Hello, Young Master. May I ask your name?"
Yang Yan's gaze was deep as he carefully observed the two women.
*They were indeed True People!*
Their cultivation wasn't low either, having reached the early stage of the Immortal Realm.
*Yet, despite their not-so-low realm, they seemed so carefree and playful within the Mirage of the West Soil.*
*Yang Yan found it puzzling!*
*Even the Tianyang Saint, who had reached the King Realm, wouldn't dare to be so relaxed here, so why did these two dare to act this way?*
"Yang Dalong," Yang Yan replied.
He withdrew his gaze, his demeanor becoming calm and composed.
"Dalong?" The two sisters exchanged a glance upon hearing this.
