The figure of the woman in red was dreamlike, while the melody of the woman in blue seemed illusory.
The two complemented each other perfectly, their music lingering for three days, enchanting and surreal.
"Dean Feng, we've been awaiting your arrival for quite some time," Patriarch Chu Feiyang of the Chu Family stood up first and said with a smile.
"You've traveled a long way, please take a seat."
As Feng Buxiu's party entered, some factions within the grand hall also rose to express their goodwill.
Such as Ciyuan Temple and Sin Prison.
However, some factions showed little respect, such as the Dragon Demon Sect and the Monster Temple.
Especially the Nine Ghosts Academy. Xu Zimei noticed a familiar face—the Academy's Dean, Wu Daozi.
This time, seated beside him was a woman dressed in a fitted long gown.
Her black hair cascaded like a waterfall down both sides of her temples.
