"Hm? Where is Junior Brother Su?"
A sweet, gentle voice broke the silence.
Another followed.
"Eh? He isn't here today?"
Standing before the infamous chicken farm were two figures draped in loose, snow-white robes. Their clothing was modest—mortal style—but their beauty betrayed nothing mortal about them.
Hu Jiao'er and Hu Mei'er.
The Twin Fairies of Sword Peak, unofficial co-managers of the peak in the absence of Bai Yujian. Even when the Peak Lord was present, they often handled internal affairs with grace.
Hu Jiao'er, with curly white hair and blinking starry eyes, glanced around with practiced vigilance.
Hu Mei'er, her twin in all but temperament, had straight white hair, long lashes, and a gaze as pure as untouched snow.
They looked identical from behind.
Except—
The wooden fencing around the coop visibly distorted, curving unnaturally outward.
It wasn't a spiritual formation.
It was their hips.
No joke.
Su Xiaobai once described the sight as:
