The moment Ji Shenyun stepped out of the secret chamber, she was surrounded by a group of breathtakingly beautiful women.
A rich, fragrant breeze washed over her, and the various colorful skirts swayed like a field of blooming flowers, making her narrow her eyes slightly.
"Ji Shenyun...! How is Master? Is he okay?"
"Elder Ji, how is Brother Pei?"
Pei Yuhang's first love, lovers, disciples, and senior and junior sisters all chattered at once as they surged forward, completely hemming Ji Shenyun in.
The chirping, melodious voices buzzed in her ears, and waves of warm, fragrant air brushed against her cheeks.
This caused a layer of frost to instantly cover Ji Shenyun's cold, beautiful face.
'These women... How are they not afraid of my imperial presence? How dare they be so brazen!'
