Qi Lin's eyes brightened. Although this woman was not weaker than the gray-clad woman before him, she was even more adept at dressing up. Wearing a white dress, she looked even more ethereal and otherworldly, giving rise to the impression that one could only admire her from afar, and any close proximity would be a desecration.
"And who are you?" While examining the woman in the white dress, Qi Lin asked. After asking this question, Qi Lin felt something was wrong. The cultivation of this woman should be higher than his, otherwise, why would she appear a bit elusive to him?
"May I know how to address you..." Qi Lin immediately changed his demeanor and politely cupped his fists.
Many observing cultivators around them, upon seeing the woman in the white dress, quietly retreated, clearly showing apprehension towards her.
