It wasn't just Yi Lu who was looking at her; nearly all eyes in the room were fixed on her.
A brilliant azure figure shone dazzlingly, her fishtail gown embellished with tiny diamonds, sparkling under the spotlights with an opulent glow.
Her refined, slightly profound eyes seemed sculpted, and with every step she took, she exuded an undeniable air of haughty and cold beauty.
In that moment, a brief hush fell over the venue.
Men and women, young and old, stared at that figure, their eyes wide and full of astonished admiration.
Yi Lu couldn't help but exclaim in amazement, "Who is that?"
Her presence was immense—at least two meters tall!
Yi Lu wasn't the only one; others too were caught up in the admiration, asking each other, "Who is that?"
"It seems so familiar, let me think..."
"Isn't that Princess Mo?" someone suggested.
The suggestion was immediately and emphatically rebuffed, "Impossible, absolutely not Princess Mo. I've met her before!"
