Tingchao Pavilion opened its doors, and the guests were all enjoying themselves.
Qin Ya sat in a corner, drinking alone. Occasionally, a few people who recognized him would come over to say hello, and a good number of others lingered by his side, trying to curry favor.
At that moment, an uproar went through the crowd.
A woman in a palace gown walked in slowly. Her every step was like a blooming lotus, her graceful figure swaying, her every movement filled with a fatal, irresistible charm.
Compared to this woman, everyone else in Tingchao Pavilion seemed to lose their luster.
Among the arrivals were many young prodigies from the Noble Families. As Martial Artists in the prime of their youth, their Life Essence Power was vigorous. Upon seeing such an Era-Defining beauty, their gazes burned like magma, and their hearts ached with the desire to rush forward and pin Fang Mei beneath them.
"Damn, who is this woman? Her charm is unrivaled."
