She can now control her emotions well, so she just offered a slight bow to the host.
As she was sizing up Huang Fusong Yun, the other party was also evaluating her. Ning Xiaoxian's visit today could not be too shabby in terms of etiquette, so she wore a crimson embroidered open-front robe paired with a skirt, the thousand-woven silk outlining her slender waist, and a white robe of ice silk draped on the outside. Her hair was styled in a Spirit Snake Bun, adorned with a tassel gold hairpin, standing there gracefully like a rose after the rain, crisp and refreshing.
Huang Fusong Yun looked away after two glances and casually said with a smile, "The presence of Hidden Stream Elder Ning graces our humble abode."
