Following the source of the voice, everyone's gaze turned toward a tree. Standing gracefully on the trunk was a young girl whose face was obscured.
THUMP.
The young girl lightly tapped the branch beneath her feet and slowly descended, landing right in front of the crowd.
Now that she was close, Zeng Anmin could see her clearly. She wore a long black robe. A flowing gold ribbon draped from her shoulder to her waist, where a reflective leather belt cinched her impossibly slender waist. Her loose trousers were tucked into a pair of straight leather boots. The boots were imprinted with profoundly mysterious patterns that seemed to faintly shimmer with every step she took, dazzling the eyes. An emerald Jade Pendant hung at her waist, swaying in rhythm with her steps.
Looking at her face, she had a delicate, high-bridged nose and rosy cheeks. Her lips were neither too thick nor too thin, exceptionally red like autumn cherries.
"She is a top-tier beauty!" he thought.
