"Someone else has arrived..."
Upon hearing news that his elder brother was in the north and unexpectedly learning about the withdrawal of troops from Chen Cang, Xiang Yan was quite satisfied and was about to bid farewell when Luo Cheng spoke, shifting his gaze towards the outer area.
This is the downside of lacking strength; those coming are noticed slower by those with greater strength. Xiang Yan mocked himself internally before finally looking up.
Two women walked over from afar, one leading the other. The woman in front was probably in her early twenties, dressed in a summer skirt made of blue palace silk, adorned with various accessories, her steps brisk and with a smile on her face; the woman behind wore ordinary clothing made of summer silk, head bowed, her movements seeming somewhat restrained.
"Ming Yue sister, when did you leave the palace?"
