C1874 I Am from the Pure Land

"Young Master..."

A woman named Dixue approached with a delicate gait, her form radiating an ivory glow. Her snow-white garments failed to conceal her exquisite figure. The crowd parted, creating a pathway for her, many aware of the fairy-like woman's astonishing origins and complex identity.

Dixue reached Luo Xiu's side, her crimson lips parting slightly, "I beseech you, Young Master