An elegant and refined louchuan with two levels sailed from the tumultuous White Swan River into the calm Iron Plate River.0

There was a beautiful yet aloof woman dressed in palace attire standing at the bow of the ship, and beside her was a personal maidservant as well as three men of different ages and completely different looks.0

One of the old men smiled bitterly and said, "Milady, we might not be welcome at the Purple Sun Residence."0

The old man and the two other men were all guests of the beautiful lady. The three men had known each other for a long time, and their temperaments were all compatible with each other. The friendship between gentlemen appeared indifferent but was pure like water, and the temporary alliances that they formed were always for the sake of slaying demons and safeguarding Dao. For example, they had pursued and captured a fox spirit that had wreaked havoc for one hundred years at Centipede Ridge thanks to intel provided by the beautiful lady. This was completely different from the transactional relationship between the Purple Sun Residence and the incense temple which was as sweet as wine.0

There was a hint of anxiety in the beautiful lady's eyes, but she could do nothing but breathe a soft sigh.0

The maidservant standing beside her had already accompanied her for more than one hundred years, and she was able to...0