With his gaze sweeping across the invitation letter and the list of names, he hastily lowered his head and said: “So it is the Fairy of Frozen Glass and Fairy of Frozen Beauty from the Frozen Cloud Asgard that have personally graced us… Ah? Frozen… Fairy of Frozen Beauty?”
The Heavenly Sword disciple subconsciously raised his head and looked toward the woman who wore a face veil and had a gaze that was as cold as ice. The moment he contacted her gaze, his entire body ran cold with a startle, and immediately realized that he had already seriously lost his composure. He once again hastily lowered his head, and spoke with respect: “The Fairy of Frozen Beauty’s name, is like thunder striking through my ears. Please forgive this junior for losing composure. Five esteemed guests, please enter…”
After he finished speaking, he moved aside with weak steps. As a wave of ice-cold fragrance swept over his front, he didn’t even dare to lift his head.
Only after they had walked far away, did the Heavenly Sword disciple completely regain himself. He looked at their receding back silhouettes in a somewhat stupefied manner; his mind was a little unhinged for a while. At this time, the disciple beside him suddenly spoke: “Senior Brother Haiya, what you called out before was… Fairy of Frozen Beauty? Don’t tell me it was the rumored Chu Yuechan?”