The sixth floor…

As soon as Jared and his companions stepped onto the sixth floor, they felt as if they were weightless, unable to maintain their balance.

Before them, a woman was dressed in a sky-blue silk skirt.

The hem of skirt was adorned with intricate silver threadwork, depicting entwining floral patterns. As  moved, it was as though ripples spread across a serene lake, appearing extremely elegant.

She wore a lilac silk sash around waist, from which hung a white pendant. The pendant swayed gently as walked, revealing a clear, melodious sound.

A scarlet thin chiffon cardigan was draped over her, as delicate as wings, revealing the subtle patterns of the snowy white undergarment beneath. The cuffs were trimmed with golden threads, adorned with tiny pearls that shimmered with a lustrous glow under the sunlight.

Her long hair cascaded down like a waterfall, elegantly styled into a stunning updo.