The young girl’s appearance was exquisite and flawless. Even that faint scar across her porcelain countenance could hardly subtract from her pure beauty. Those beautiful eyes of her looked quite perplexed as she gazed blankly at her surroundings, seemingly oblivious to the greed and evil in the eyes of everyone around her.

She was clad in a pair of flat-soled shoes, and the exposed parts of her legs were as fair as suet jade.

Her white dress was a bit dirty and torn in many places. This was normal for a travel-worn passenger who had just completed a long journey inside a dirty cargo ship. Everyone coming out from the ship looked dirty and ragged.

On her, however, the dress was immediately different. Its hem fluttering in the wind could draw out the beast hidden in the deepest parts of one’s heart.

The young girl was holding a small bag with no weapon or armor whatsoever. At this moment, she was like a small delicate blossom in the wilderness, besieged by raging storms and rumbling thunder.

Everyone in the small town exchanged glances, their eyes full of violent intent and deterrence. Most of them were...