On the streets of Chaos City, walked a pair of a man and a woman. The man appeared to be in his early twenties, with a jade-like face and a slender build, wearing a green garment, holding a treasure sword in his left hand. His whole body exuded elegance and ease, with a graceful demeanor and a faint smile on his lips.
The woman looked about twenty as well, with her hair neatly done, a face like a peony, bright eyes full of spirit, lips like red lacquer, a frame like a willow branch, with a full and charming figure, wearing a purple long skirt that looked alluring and unique.
When the two were together, they seemed like companions, with the woman slightly stepping half a step back, seemingly taking the man as her center.
Strolling down the street, Lu Xuanji was slightly shocked, as if in a dream.
In Chaos City, peace and stability prevailed, even the most arrogant of bandits behaved like well-behaved children here.
