The exquisite and finely contoured features were breathtakingly beautiful, indescribable by words, carrying both the softness of femininity and a certain cold aloofness and heroism that left one in awe upon gazing.
As if sensing Lu Changsheng's return, her slender lashes trembled gently, hinting at a trace of nervousness.
"Goodness, am I really that intimidating?"
As a Core Formation cultivator, Lu Changsheng's soul was exceptionally sharp, and he naturally noticed this subtle movement from Chu Qingyi, leaving him momentarily speechless.
Although, gazing upon Chu Qingyi clad in the Qingyun Robe, her brows like a painting, exuding heroic charm, her beauty befitting that of a Sword Immortal, he couldn't help but feel a slight heat in his heart.
Still, it's not as though he was constantly preoccupied with such thoughts.
