As soon as Zhou Yuyan finished speaking, everyone looked in the direction she was pointing. They saw that at the end of the ancient walkway, the night was dark. Hazy moonlight sprinkled down, and a faint white fog lingered in the forest. A graceful figure walked out of the fog, draped in silver moonlight.
Her clothes were very strange. She was only wearing a red shirt that was slightly bigger than her undergarment, revealing a white swan-like neck and a pair of slender arms. She had a pair of wide pants of the same color under her navel. The legs of the pants were tightened, making her jade-like ankles look exquisite and slender.
She was barefoot, and there were copper bells tied to her fair ankles with a red rope. On her wrist was a red dress that swayed as she walked towards them.
