Upon hearing the sound, the three turned their gaze and saw a tall and slender figure slowly approaching.
The person was clad in a black long dress that made her skin appear as fair as snow. The hollowed-out lace at the hem, adorned with bright decorations and unobtrusive floral patterns on the surface, underscored a sense of luxury.
A distinctive shawl broke through the darkness, exuding a cool, noble, and mysterious elegance.
Her beauty was stunning, her complexion radiant.
She exuded a composed and confident aura, powerful in presence.
The woman walked unhurriedly, her aura fully displayed, indeed like a lady of the house.
Her bright eyes swept across the banquet hall a few times before finally resting on Fu Qixiu nearby.
To be precise, on Su Ran standing beside Fu Qixiu.
A woman's intuition is sharp; she can spot her biggest rival at first glance.
