The sound arose, Chen Mo turned his head to see a streak of light flying from not far away.
There were four people, three women and one man.
The woman who spoke wore a long purple dress, heavily made-up, exuding a sharp, acrid aura that made her difficult to get along with.
After landing, she first sized up Zuoqiu Yiren, a glint of barely noticeable jealousy in her eyes, and said, "Fairy Zuoqiu, long time no see.
Disciple, greet Fairy Zuoqiu."
The woman instructed her disciples behind her.
"Predecessor Zuoqiu." The three of them bowed in unison to Zuoqiu Yiren.
"Oh, it's you." Zuoqiu Yiren merely nodded slightly, ignoring her afterward.
The woman took this as Zuoqiu Yiren looking down on her, seething inside. For centuries, you've been this arrogant, she maintained a smile and continued, "Fairy Zuoqiu, are these the disciples you've taken in? Tsk tsk, all at the Foundation Establishment Realm, seems Fairy Zuoqiu's vision hasn't been too sharp after lazing all these years..."
