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On the stone pillar, Lu Mingshu stood with her sword, her gaze sweeping slowly across the crowd.
Fang Zhen raised his eyebrows slightly, suppressing the slight displeasure in his heart. Everyone else was below, yet she stood high above on the stone pillar, looking down on everyone. Without saying a word, she had already overshadowed the crowd from the start with this aura.
Many shared his thoughts, and the people present revealed varying degrees of emotion.
On the bridge, whispers filled the air.
"This Lu Mingshu is really quite arrogant, isn't she? Previously, she publicly defeated Dai Jingyu, bringing great shame to Heavenly Sea Pavilion, and now she's putting on this act. What exactly does she want?"
