"What a joke. Not just anyone can become the leader of a sect," the noble youth beside Yi Ren scoffed.
Wu Tian paid him no mind, his attention captured by a third figure. The little one in his arms couldn't help but let out a gasp upon seeing her.
The woman's figure was graceful and lovely. A lock of beautiful dark hair danced in the wind. She had delicate, exquisitely beautiful brows, and her eyes were especially alluring and flirtatious, yet they held not a trace of vulgarity. She had a fine, straight nose, jade-like cheeks faintly tinged with red, and luscious lips that seemed moist and inviting. Her fair complexion was as white as snow and as radiant as jade, a truly rare and stunning beauty. Dressed all in white, her figure was slender and graceful, exuding an otherworldly elegance.
In the little one's eyes, she was the woman in white he had seen during his Cultivation.
But in Wu Tian's eyes, this was the Empress.
