Translator: Pika

  Zu An frowned. Even though this woman was definitely pretty, she seemed a bit too cold.

  This type of coldness was different from Chu Chuyan’s. Chu Chuyan’s natural disposition was gentle and refined. Together with the Snowflake Sword she cultivated, she gave off the feeling of an ice beauty.

  But the woman before him had a type of high and mighty indifference. She was clearly not that old, yet she gave off a type of dignity that didn’t match her age.

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