With a melon-seed face, a high nose bridge, phoenix eyes, a graceful figure, and skin like snow, this Head Senior Sister wasn't just beautiful—she was, unfortunately, also too fierce. It was said that a man had deceived her in the past, and she had despised men ever since.
Lin Yuexin swept her gaze over the male disciples' area. Among the thirty or so people, she recognized almost everyone except for one unfamiliar face: Chen Pingping. She narrowed her eyes and walked over step by step. "Are you new here?"
Chen Pingping nodded. "Yes."
"Name!" she asked again.
"Chen Pingping!"
"You're the one who caused the commotion just now, right?" She stared intently at Chen Pingping.
"No!"
A standoff ensued. Lin Yuexin's gaze was intense, her mouth curled slightly in what was hardly a smile, as though she had seen through Chen Pingping. He, however, remained calm and appeared indifferent. Everyone else backed away, not daring to get close to him, not even the young man from before.
