The moment he stepped out of the blacksmith's shop, Mu Chen felt a refreshing coolness. But when he looked up ahead, a group of people immediately caught his eye. The group consisted of three people, each dressed splendidly. Leading them was a woman in green. She was about twenty years old with exceptionally delicate features. Her skin was as smooth as fine cream, her eyes shimmered like autumn waters, and a gentle smile always graced the corners of her lips. Her looks were in no way inferior to Mu Bingling's, and with her mature charm, she even seemed to faintly surpass her.
'A woman like water,' Mu Chen couldn't help but sigh softly.
Following behind her were an old man in black with an indifferent expression and a young man in green who was about the same age as the woman. Their clothes were quite neat, and on each of their cuffs was a special mark. It looked like the character for "Profound," formed from strange symbols.
