Nangong Hongyan, the number one lady of the Supreme Beauty Pavilion. Her plaque was situated at the front of the pavilion and remained untouched for three long years.

Back at Fire Beacon City, someone even said that death was nothing if they could meet Nangong Hongyan once.

Feng Feiyun was actually able to see her at this time. Although she was a lady lost in the mundane world, Feng Feiyun didn’t see the least bit of inelegance from her. On the contrary, there was an otherworldly transcendent aura that forced people to look at her twice.

“Miss Hongyan’s beauty is unsurpassed. Your zither play was wondrous and created an incredible tune, but you are more beautiful than both.” Feng Feiyun felt that he was being blasphemous against a goddess when Nangong Hongyan was kneeling before him.

“Thank you, Young Noble Feng.” She softly responded and slowly stood up with the zither still in her embrace. She sat down next to Feng Feiyun and was as quiet as an orchid flower in a desolate valley.

Everyone had a surreal...