"How long has it been since someone dared to storm Purple Beard Sect? I'm quite curious about what kind of person dares to cause trouble at Mount Purple Beard. Let's go and see." Xu Yue, with a treasure sword hanging by her waist, appeared to stroll leisurely, yet every step she took was calculated—how to save energy, how to move swiftly. Quite ingenious.
Yin Ye chuckled.
With the "Cang Mountain Sword Discussion" approaching, people were restless. In the past, if anyone dared to storm the mountain, Gu Shiyou might have joined the excitement, but Xu Yue, who was usually aloof, would not.
This time, however, even Xu Yue came. Clearly unsettled, she couldn't stay put.
"Brother Yin, Senior Sister Xu, Junior Brother Gu."
"Brother Yin, Sister Xu, Junior Brother Gu."
"Junior Brother Yin, Sister Xu, Junior Brother Gu."
...
Not just Yin Ye.
Not just Xu Yue.
Not just Gu Shiyou.
