C1235 The Magical Sword Spirit

Su Yi's gaze sharpened as he took in the woman clad in white.

She appeared to be in her early twenties, with a visage of ethereal beauty and skin as pale as porcelain, reminiscent of a celestial being.

"Fourth brother, this lady's got way more class than you," the little girl remarked, casting a glance at the woman in white before addressing the glamorous woman beside her.

"Hmph