The curtains of the chariot opened, and a lady appeared on the shaft of the carriage.
Her long hair cascaded over her shoulders like a waterfall, while her ink black robe that concealed her fair body revealed her charming grace. Even though she did not have any other accessories than the ribbon on her head, she did not look as though she took no care of her appearance.
The ink-black robe augmented her chilly attitude and she emanated an air of cold detachment. The sun hung high behind her back and seemed to illuminate her surroundings with a light silvery halo, causing the hearts of the crowd to shudder and fixate their gaze on her.
"National Celestial Master!" The crowd cheered frantically with excitement.
Huo Qifang's eyes glowed brighter!
He did not prostrate himself before the king just now, but when he saw Gu Xijiu descending lightly from the carriage, he bowed down on all fours as though he had seen a goddess.
