Old Master Armstrong had just watched the opera performance of the female warrior. He had witnessed how capable she was as a heroine. Elena's valiance and poise made his eyes light up.
Everyone's eyes lit up with surprise. She was just another ordinary guest amongst the sea of ladies just now, but now she had become so attractive. Such a huge contrast was overwhelming.
On the other hand, she seemed entirely comfortable. She remained stoic and composed.
Elena walked slowly to the piano. The bright white lights shining from the chandeliers shone on her fair delicate face. Her pure white sleek jacket and pants made her look as if she was covered by a layer of white light. She dazzled and captivated everyone.
She extended her fair and slender fingers and gently caressed the piano. A faint smile appeared on her beautiful face.
Everyone stared at her intently, and they felt as though their breathing would break the atmosphere.
She had an aura that no one could imitate.
