Ye Qingchen looked up and suddenly saw a green-clad figure standing in front of him.
"This is..."
The green-clad figure turned out to be a woman.
She wore emerald palace attire, and her appearance was ethereal to the extreme, probably just over twenty. What shocked people even more was the faintly emerging purple mysterious symbol between her eyebrows.
Appearing incredibly mysterious.
At this moment.
The woman was standing in front of the stall, scrutinizing him.
Her gaze was somewhat peculiar, as if she wanted to see through him.
"May I ask, what brings you here?" Ye Qingchen asked.
The green-clad woman withdrew her gaze. She was visiting Cyan Continent for the first time and had heard there was a pill exchange conference here, so she decided to come by and take a look.
Only because among the other stalls, none were without crowds, whereas Ye Qingchen's stall was incredibly deserted, she curiously looked at him more closely.
