The newcomers were all dressed in pale blue and white.
Their robes were all light and thin, drifting like the wind.
And aside from Luo Feng, every one of them had a handsome face.
They weren't exactly young anymore, but they looked at most thirty to forty years old, skin fair and lustrous, gentle as jade.
Not quite elegant young lords, but still cultured and refined, striking to the eye.
Xiao Yi didn't know much about this force called Lingyan Pavilion, but he did recognize their clothing.
Tap…
Suddenly, one of them shook his arm, and a pale blue-white shadow flicked through the air.
Xiao Yi easily caught it and glanced down. It was a token.
"Hm?" Xiao Yi frowned.
That person said softly, "This is a Lingyan Token. Whoever accepts it is thereby invited by our Lingyan Pavilion Master and may enter our Lingyan Pavilion."
