"Please advise me with your wise strokes, Junior Sister Lu."
A women wearing black stepped out from the crowd. She had a slender figure, fair skin and spoke in a gentle tone, with a smile on her face. She looked more like she was greeting a friend, than taking up a challenge.
"Emerade Peak's Xi Qing," She briefly introduced herself. Knowing that Lu Mingshu wasn't too aware of clan-related matters, she then added on, "The sixteenth generation disciple."
"Senior sister Xi," Lu Mingshu greeted.
Xi Qing rolled up her sleeves and proceeded to take out her weapon — an emerald sword. "Can we start now?"
"Please go ahead, Senior Sister."
As soon as Lu Mingshu finished her sentence, a bluish-green shadow flashed out of nowhere and charged towards Lu Mingshu.
Xi Qing looked gentle. In fact, coupled with her sword, she looked rather elegant, but her methods were the polar opposite of her looks — fast and cruel.
