At the doorway, a woman stood.
She was dressed in a cheongsam, the silk satin hugging her figure, supple and colorful.
Straight and fair legs, arms slender as lotus roots, her enchanting figure led up to a fan trimmed with animal fur that covered the lower half of her face, but even just from the brows and eyes visible above, one could tell she was a woman of utmost beauty.
Seductive, innocent, naive, dazzling—these contradictory traits blended within her without a hint of discord.
Her black hair fell softly, and her eyes shone like jewels, sparkling brilliantly. Just one glance would be a lifelong unforgettable pleasure for most people.
The sound of her high heels clicking crisply on the ground hammered against everyone's soul; with each step, there came a tremor in their hearts.
In the moment he saw this woman, Lu Ban froze.
He was very aware that the first time he came to the Abandoned Capital, in that shadowy alley, he had seen this woman.