As he spoke, he looked toward a beautiful woman nearby, grinning shamelessly as he said, "Lu Yao, you have so many female disciples under your name. How about sending a few to investigate the situation and find out their origins?"
The other party rolled her eyes at him upon hearing this. "By the time you think of this, it'll be too late to make a difference."
The speaker was a middle-aged beauty dressed in a green skirt.
She had thick, jet-black hair styled in an intricate and elegant bun adorned with a few golden orchids. Her eyebrows and eyes were not overly exquisite or striking but exuded a tranquil and natural charm. Although she showed the passage of time, there was none of the weariness it could bring. Instead, she carried a grace and atmosphere that no young girl could match.
A simple, flowing green silk dress accentuated her slender figure, naturally giving her an aura that felt untouched by worldly dust, akin to an Immortal in the woods.
