Li Huowang had no idea who this woman was, but judging by her attire, she held a high status among Gao Zhijian's women. Her opulent gown was dominated by red and yellow hues, embroidered with golden and silver threads depicting luan birds and phoenixes paying homage. Enormous, vibrant peonies adorned her sleeves. Her robed skirt featured panels embroidered with a Silver Phoenix pattern, a picture of sheer magnificence. At the center of her Ling Yunbun, a phoenix-shaped pin held a Bright Pearl in its beak, from which delicate tassels dangled, casting a radiant, coquettish glow upon her foxy, enchanting face.
Despite her stunning looks, the moment that cherry-red mouth opened, no amount of jewels or fine clothes could conceal the deep malice within. "So you're Li Huowang? Speak up. Cat got your tongue?"
Li Huowang didn't answer. He simply stood there, brow furrowed, staring intently at the foxy face before him.
