Before everyone's eyes, the immortal's flame-wreathed dress swayed gently. A slender leg wrapped in black silk stepped forward from beneath her skirt, like a celestial maiden descending to earth. With each light step, blazing red lotus flowers bloomed beneath her feet. Step by step, she came to hover at eye level with the crowd. Then she slowly stopped. Her invisible aura was powerful yet elegant.
"Iris, I warned you long ago..."
"As long as this child remains within the borders of the Great Dragon Dynasty, he is under my protection. Did you take my words as mere wind passing your ears?"
As she spoke, though the crimson beauty's tone was cold and carried a punishing intent, her phoenix eyes shifted slightly. Her peripheral vision swept over Yino, who stood half-hidden beside Chaerin. A complex emotion flickered in her gaze.
Yino came back to his senses. He felt inexplicably flattered.
