Inside Emperor's Mansion Villa Number One, Wu Youyou stood atop the third floor, gazing intently into the distance, her face a picture of utmost seriousness, her tender, large eyes filled with an insatiable longing and excitement.
And unbeknownst to her, a graceful figure had silently appeared by her side. Naturally, those who could freely enter Emperor's Mansion Villa Number One were all familiar faces.
Wu Youyou cast a sidelong glance at the stunning beauty next to her, the exquisite visage that commanded the world's attention. She couldn't help but pout slightly, feeling an undercurrent of dissatisfaction.
This year, at just eighteen, Wu Youyou had recently made the advance to mid-tier A-level. Despite her diligent cultivation, and the personal guidance of Great Grandmaster Qin Lan of Dali, martial arts was no child's play; one could not expect to break through to their desires overnight.
