Everyone's eyes were varied.
No one knew the identity of the woman in black veils brought by Lin Xueshuang, nor her intentions.
Ning Qi's gaze carried an inquisitive look. He had already noticed this veiled woman before, originally thinking she was from the Lin Clan, but now it seemed she wasn't. Perceiving the strange aura emanating from her, he drifted into thought.
In contemplation, the woman in veils gave a shallow bow to Taoist Longshan:
"Saintess of the Southern Border, Lan Yiyi, greets the True Man."
Her voice was cold and distant, yet her words made everyone's eyes tighten.
Southern Border!
