Underneath the lush tree, the woman's fair and delicate face displayed two dimples. She wasn't wearing makeup, yet her cheeks blushed like a blooming flower.
The man was handsome and graceful, his white attire adding to his ethereal charm. His gentle eyes met hers as they stood side by side, smiling at each other, creating a scene even more beautiful than a painting.
The disciples observing from a distance were almost dumbfounded. After the two walked away with smiles, they finally snapped out of their daze.
"Oh my god! I've been in the sect for over two hundred years, and I've never seen Senior Brother so genuinely happy!"
"Exactly, Senior Brother has always been refined and restrained. Whether he praises or reprimands us, he's always subtle and composed. When has he ever shown such an open display of emotions?!"
"I used to think that Senior Brother's slightly reluctant smile when facing Junior Sister was already unique. Now I realize what true uniqueness is!"