The people from the Starfall Sacred Ground continued to move forward without any intention of stopping.
The faces of the people in the plaza, which had originally been filled with anticipation, were now overtaken by disappointment.
They realized that they were not going to get a glimpse of Xia Yun'er, the Saintess of the Starfall Sacred Ground.
And just like that, the Saintess was about to pass right before their eyes, and they wouldn't even get to see her. They truly felt a sense of regret.
"Lady Xia, please wait — I'm Han Yu!"
However, right at that moment, Han Yu suddenly called out.
After Han Yu spoke, many of the people present cast grateful gazes his way.
After all, in their eyes, Han Yu was being incredibly considerate of them. What they failed to realize, however, was that Han Yu himself also wanted to see Xia Yun'er.
But soon they discovered that even after Han Yu's voice rang out, the people from the Starfall Sacred Ground continued moving forward without the slightest intention of stopping.
Seeing this, Han Yu grew anxious. After all, he had already spoken up. If Xia Yun'er simply left like this, then his reputation today would be utterly ruined.
"Wait."
However, just as Han Yu was worrying, a voice of extraordinary beauty suddenly drifted down from the palanquin hovering in the void.
Hearing that voice, many of the younger generation present felt their very souls tremble. Their hearts raced so wildly they were about to burst from their chests.
Everyone knew that this was the voice of Xia Yun'er, the Saintess of the Starfall Sacred Ground.
After Han Yu had called out, Xia Yun'er had actually responded.
In that moment, many of the younger generation couldn't help but steal a glance at Han Yu, their eyes filled with admiration.
As if sensing those gazes, the smug look on Han Yu's face grew ever more pronounced.
What no one realized, however, was that deep inside, Han Yu had let out a long, relieved breath. He was more afraid than anyone that Xia Yun'er would simply leave without stopping.
But fortunately, Xia Yun'er had ultimately stopped.
And soon after, a graceful figure emerged from within the palanquin.
The woman wore a flowing white dress, and her beauty was absolutely breathtaking — like a celestial fairy descended to the mortal realm.
Especially when contrasted with the women present, her beauty was nothing short of jaw-dropping.
Many of the people watching felt their hearts pound wildly, so excited they could barely breathe.
This woman was none other than one of the three great beauties of the Greater Thousand World — Xia Yun'er, the Saintess of the Starfall Sacred Ground.
Unlike the others, Chu Feng did not feel particularly excited upon seeing Xia Yun'er.
After all, this was already the third time he had laid eyes on her.
Moreover, while Xia Yun'er was undeniably beautiful, in Chu Feng's view, when it came to pure looks alone, she still fell somewhat short of his Queen.
This Xia Yun'er of the Greater Thousand World was even a notch below Zi Ling.
She was more comparable to the beauty of Su Rou, Su Mei, and Xian Miaomiao.
At that thought, Chu Feng couldn't help but reflect that although the people of the Ancestral Martial Lower Realm had very weak cultivation, they had certainly produced their fair share of stunning beauties.
Chu Feng had already encountered beauties of this caliber back in the Ancestral Martial Lower Realm, so even upon first seeing Xia Yun'er, he had never been as worked up as these people were now.
Though he wasn't excited, Chu Feng's heart was still unsettled.
Deep inside, he felt a growing sense of unease. This woman, Xia Yun'er — despite her holy, fairy-like exterior — had been labeled a venomous serpent by Chu Feng. He had no idea whether she would try to pull some trick again.
"Young Master, what a coincidence — I didn't expect to find you here as well," Xia Yun'er said, looking down from above with a charming smile.
That smile was truly devastatingly beautiful, bewitching every man present even further into a state of utter infatuation.
"To encounter Lady Xia here — it truly is fate," Han Yu replied, cupping his fist in a refined salute with impeccable grace.
At that moment, the people's feelings toward Han Yu had moved beyond mere admiration.
It was envy. It was jealousy.
After all, she was one of the three great beauties of the Greater Thousand World — the Saintess of the Starfall Sacred Ground.
Being able to converse with such a woman was something most people wouldn't dare to dream of. Yet Han Yu had done it.
How could they not envy him? How could they not be jealous?