The person leading the group was dressed in a black and gold robe. The person wore a black veiled hat, concealing their face. But beneath the veil, strands of white hair occasionally fluttered in the wind.
The rider on the slightly trailing horse was a woman, dressed in black, with white hair, and had one eye.
This group traveled discreetly, yet their powerful presence was undeniable.
At the city gate, the people collectively stepped aside, filled with awe for this group. From the quality of their clothing alone, one could tell they were either wealthy or noble.
Having reached Nanling City, Yun Ge was in high spirits. With a joyful demeanor, she said to Liang Zhichen, who was riding ahead, "Do you think Purple Chervil will be happy to see me later?"
Beneath the black veiled hat, Zhichen's eyes softened. A gentle smile appeared on his lips as he responded naturally, "Of course."
