Gao Neng turned around.
There, he saw Yi Qinglian, dressed in professional attire.
After all, in some respects, Yi Qinglian had features that were incomparable, making her stand out in a crowd.
Her features were very striking—typical of the Western Alliance—like a sculpture on display in a museum.
However, her face now held a hint of anger, and her gaze was exceptionally sharp. She didn't seem the least bit intimidated by Secretary General Wang's status.
"So, it's niece Qinglian..." Secretary General Wang's brow furrowed involuntarily when he saw who was speaking.
"I am Gao Neng's assistant now," Yi Qinglian said with a nod.
"Heh, I know," Secretary General Wang chuckled. His gaze then shifted noncommittally toward Luna, who was still focused on her alchemy in the distance, before turning to look at the Patriarch of the West Alliance Yi Family.
Not far away,
the Patriarch of the West Alliance Yi Family was also frowning deeply.
