Xiang Yiwu and Xiao Wu took Qin Ming to queue up, preparing to board a painted boat when suddenly they saw a familiar face on the shore.
"Oh no, Brother Ming, your wife is over there, don't let her catch you in the act!" Xiao Wu whispered, trying to pull Qin Ming to turn away.
But beside him was Xiang Yiwu, such a big guy, impossible not to be noticed.
Qin Ming quickly shook him off, saying, "Don't act like a thief, you'll create trouble even if there's none."
Gentle willow branches swayed, silver glow dotted, Li Qingyue appeared like a fairy banished to the mortal realm, her white clothes fluttering in the night breeze, her waist even more slender than the silver willow on the shore. Her bright eyes sparkled as she looked over in this direction.
Beside her were two other women, both outstanding.
One girl was dressed in Esoteric Buddhism attire, with some emblem embroidered on her robe sleeves, clearly a Divine Seed, her appearance dignified and beautiful, with a sacred aura.
