Published: March 8, 2025
Everyone turned around and saw a girl in white standing at the road leading up the mountain. With black hair and a white outfit, she looked like a delicate little flower, standing weakly in the fierce wind.
Her features were picturesque, her eyes sparkled like stars in the night sky. She had a curvy figure, yet exuded an air of elegance.
The first impression one got upon seeing this girl was: refined and graceful.
Beauty, on the other hand, seemed secondary.
Everyone was momentarily stunned!
"Who is she?" The crowd looked towards Dong Wushang.
At such a critical moment before the impending battle, how did such a beautiful girl come looking for Dong Wushang?
"I don’t know either." Dong Wushang looked equally bewildered as he didn’t recognize the girl at all. He searched his memory but felt no trace of familiarity.
"You don’t know?" The crowd was left slack-jawed.
"Wow! A beauty!" Rocky Luo whistled, "I am Dong Wushang!"
The girl wrinkled her nose and half-playfully scolded, "Rocky Luo! Do you want to be beaten up?"
Rocky Luo instantly gaped, speechless.
The crowd was astonished.
This girl seemed to know them quite well, as she effortlessly called out Rocky Luo's name. Moreover, her tone seemed quite fierce?
"Do you know her?" Chu Yang quietly asked Mo Tianji.
Mo Tianji, known for his remarkable memory and extensive knowledge, had a powerful information network. He rarely forgot anyone he had seen. Thus, it was most appropriate to ask him about this matter.
"I have no impression of her!" Mo Tianji quickly scanned his memory and replied, "This is truly strange. In the entire martial arts world of the Middle Three Heavens, I have very few records that I am unaware of, let alone of such a girl… If there were, I should have information on her, but this girl seems to have suddenly popped up out of nowhere."
Chu Yang fell silent.
Mo Tianji himself didn’t know; that indeed made it hard to understand.
"Young lady, you are…" Dong Wushang scratched his head and stammered.
"Woodhead! What a dullard!" The girl teased with a hint of affection, her eyes sparkling.
"It’s you!" Hearing this familiar scolding, Dong Wushang suddenly remembered who she was. When he went to support Gu Duxing, a girl in black had passed him a message, and when he followed her, she scolded him like this.
"That’s me." The girl raised her delicate neck and walked over, hands behind her back, saying, "Woodhead, are you here to fight?"
"Yes, yes..." Poor Dong Wushang had grown up without ever having a proper conversation with such a young woman. Even the maids at home rarely spoke.
Suddenly seeing such a lively and fragrant girl seemingly interested in him, coming right up to him with a floral scent, his mind went blank.
The girl’s beautiful big eyes turned into crescent moons as she leaned in, "Is it okay if I watch?"
"Okay… uh, no, no, no! It’s not okay!" Dong Wushang frowned, "Go, go, go! What are you doing here at a life-and-death battle? Hurry back and find your mother!"
He spoke as if shooing a child away, without any courtesy.
The girl's expression froze in shock.
Behind her, Ji Mo and Rocky Luo started to laugh quietly.
Dong Wushang truly was… too clueless about romance.
The girl was clearly aware of the battle, coming to share life and death with him, so affectionate, and yet he was trying to shoo her away like a chick.
"What’s wrong with girls?" The girl pouted, "Aren't they also here?" She pointed at Hu Yan Ao Bo and Xie Danfeng.
Dong Wushang, still resolute, said, "How can you compare with them? Those are heroic women! They can fight and kill! You’re just a little girl…" He glanced at her, "Your legs are still smaller than their arms…"
This remark was a disaster!
Instantly offending three women!
"What do you mean?!" Hu Yan Ao Bo turned around, her strong physique looming like a mountain, her eyes filled with killing intent as she rolled up her sleeves.
"What do you mean?!" Xie Danfeng was equally furious, looking at herself, who still considered herself graceful, and became even angrier, "Whose arms are that thick?"