Yu Xuan walked alongside Lingluo and Ming Tianmei toward the front of the gathering plaza, their steps in perfect harmony despite the slight difference in height and temperament.
Their presence together — was enough to cause ripples through the sea of disciples.
As they passed, the surrounding crowd instinctively parted before them, like a tide pulled back by an invisible force. Murmurs stirred. Respectful nods, wide-eyed awe and hushed gossip followed in their wake.
Their reputations had grown far beyond just being the children of prominent figures. All three had proven themselves. Though Lingluo remained mysterious, no one dared to question her.
Eyes followed them from all directions.
Some sparkled with admiration.
Others glinted with jealousy.
A few sparkled in... suspicious ways.
Still, none dared obstruct them.
They were too well-known now. Their mere names were weighty.
