Bai He put on the attire of an ordinary man, and Shen Biancheng laughed, "The appearance is quite handsome, but the mark on the eye is too obvious. How did you get injured?"
Bai He hesitated for a moment, her expression evasive as she said, "It happened during a fight, accidentally wounded by a magic artifact, and unable to recover."
She was evidently hiding something, but the matter wasn't important. While Shen Biancheng and Ye Fan were discussing plans to head to the Tianxuan Sect, she checked her empty storage bag aside. It was once full of the magical treasures she had collected, but now even her ancestral refining banner had fallen into Ye Fan's hands.
"Let's leave." Just as Bai He was a bit absent-minded, Shen Biancheng and Ye Fan came over.
The three hadn't yet walked out of the clothing shop when a flamboyantly dressed woman in her thirties emerged, laughing, "Esteemed guests, why rush off when you've arrived in our Celestial City? Why not relax a bit before leaving?"