The carriage stopped at the city gate.
Hua Qingyu walked up with a smile and cupped his hands. "We are honored by the presence of Fairy Liren of Passionless Palace. Hua Qingyu greets Fairy Liren."
The inside of the carriage was silent for a moment.
Suddenly, a fragrance assaulted their senses.
A snow-white figure darted out like lightning, and the long sashes from her clothing glided over the top of the carriage.
When everyone focused their gaze, they saw a female without any makeup and dressed in snow-white clothes appear on the roof of the carriage. Afterwards, she sat down cross-legged with an austere expression on her face.
Yet Bai Xia and Qiao Mu felt that this whatever Fairy Liren was acting like a pretentious prick by putting on this transcendental-like performance…
"Does this fairy whatshername have such a strong background that even the city lord has to come out in welcome?" Bai Xia couldn't resist muttering.
