Far from the current gentleness.
Especially the Master.
He was dressed in a black Taoist robe, his brows were sharp and cold, standing there more piercing than a Sword Cultivator, with an unyielding aura that feared neither heaven nor earth.
On the other hand, the Mistress, dressed in a purple palace outfit, her brows and eyes curved in a smile, was both graceful and noble, yet carried a girlish innocence and liveliness.
This combination of maturity and naivety intertwined on her without any conflict.
She gently held the Master's arm, the two standing on the beach of Ruoquan Island, surrounded by the surreal scene woven by the Ruo Wood Night, as if the entire world was isolated from them.
"So why did the Master later become like this, while the Mistress ended up wearing a black robe instead?"
Li Ye was very curious.
The current Master and Mistress seemed completely reversed from before.
The Senior Brother answered:
"Hehe."
