She scanned the shadows near the periphery, searching with a focused, relentless determination.
And then, her gaze locked directly onto a specific stone pillar in the darkest corner of the room.
Even from a hundred feet away, through the crowd, Ji'an could see the exact moment the Princess spotted her.
The flawless, ethereal, untouchable mask of the Supreme Heavenly Yin Princess vanished entirely.
A massive, bratty, and familiar smile stretched across Bai Liyue's face.
Her eyes lit up like fireworks, entirely ignoring the thousands of cultivators watching her every move.
Ji'an pressed her hands flat against the pillar, her soul leaving her body.
'No,' Ji'an mouthed silently, shaking her head in frantic, desperate denial.
Bai Liyue hitched up the skirts of her priceless, shimmering pink silk robes, entirely abandoning all royal decorum, and took a deep breath.
"HERO!"
