The man in white looked toward this side in silence. Slowly, the mist on his face also began to recede, revealing a face unfamiliar to Li Dai. He was a man of ethereal and celestial grace, with a desolate indifference between his brows that made anyone feel a sense of distance and dare not approach him at a single glance. The striking appearance of cultivators was indeed no exaggeration; anyone who happened to appear still dazzled Li Dai, especially their temperaments, each possessing their own unique splendor.
Li Dai felt a bit nervous, thinking the person opposite could also see her. But then she noticed his gaze fixed intently in her direction for quite a moment, a flash of puzzlement crossing his ink-black eyes.
Li Dai let out a sigh of relief. It seemed that while she could see over there, the people over there could not see her for the time being. This was rather strange, but Li Dai did not feel unhappy at all; such strangeness was actually quite fortunate.
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