Just past noon, the mountain gate of the Cloud Recesses was a bustling stream of people as the cultivation sects arrived one after another. Lan Xichen, along with Lan Sizhui and Lan Jingyi, was greeting the guests at the gate. The entire Cloud Recesses was hung with red lanterns, and the pillars were wrapped in pale blue gauze patterned with rolling clouds, overlaid with a layer of bright red. The intertwining of red and blue looked both dignified and festive.
In the distance, three men—one in red, one in white, and one in black—were walking toward them. Lan Xichen and Lan Sizhui did not recognize the three and could not help feeling a bit curious.
Lan Xichen: "May I ask which cultivation sect the three young masters belong to?"
Chapter 58