The visitor was a woman, to be precise a strikingly attractive and alluring woman in her thirties.
Clad in a white long dress with an ethereal grace, she was like a fairy descending from the heavens, dazzling all men present. Even some women were moved and awestruck by her beauty.
This world does possess such a breath-taking beauty.
"What a beautiful woman..." Zhang Xian looked over and was immediately captivated by her beauty.
The woman before him was just as beautiful and well-shaped as Mo Shaoyun, but her aura and demeanor were superior. She was like a celestial being, untouched by worldly temptiness.
Being accustomed to modern beauty, the sudden emergence of a woman in an ancient dress had a distinctive flavor. This unique beauty had an even more impactful appeal.