Ye Yun led eleven junior sisters of peerless beauty, and under the guidance of the Ghost Envoy, slowly walked to a jade table on the right side.
"Senior Brother, you sit."
Liu Yingying covered her mouth with a laugh and pulled Zhou Xiaoqian and the others a bit further back.
This jade table could only seat two people, letting Senior Brother sit there was enough.
Senior Brother alone was enough to represent Daluo Sword Palace.
"Alright."
Ye Yun nodded in agreement and then sat down.
His seat and Imitation Mirror and Gu Anran's were exactly at a diagonal, so the corner of his eye could easily sweep over them.
"This little girl…"
Seeing Gu Anran sitting there, looking as if she were treading on thin ice, Ye Yun couldn't help but smile.
In this entire Golden Hall, the lowest cultivation base present was the Divine Sovereign Realm; only Gu Anran was a young True God-stage cultivator.
She appeared very out of place.
A burst of cold laughter suddenly rang out.
