Although it was only a snort, the strong disdain contained within it was impossible to conceal.1

Or rather, the owner of the snort had no intentions of hiding anything.1

Yi Tianlin frowned.1

The expressions of everyone present darkened.1

Under the crowd’s gazes, a woman dressed in black with blood-red hair, blueish-green eyes, and a long, narrow blood-colored sword on her back began walking up the mountain path.1

She had a slender figure and excellent posture. Her blood-red hair was tied into a ponytail, revealing a fair and bewitching face that was overly arrogant and cold.0

As she walked, an oppressive and fierce aura spread and flooded the area.0

Several people’s expressions changed as their breathing stiffened.0

A touch of gravity flashed in Yi Tianlin's eyes. He could feel a certain pressure from the strange woman with a fierce and icy aura.0

Xie Wei turned rigid, causing the hand that was pouring drinks to shake. Just as the drink was about to spill, it was firmly held in place by Lin Xun.0

She abruptly returned to her senses and revealed an ashamed expression.0

Lin Xun smiled faintly and didn’t say anything.0

Yi Tianlin got...0