Ye Qingtang furrowed her brows. It was clearly the critical moment for her spirit root to make a breakthrough, but she had to hear such curses. She immediately opened her eyes and looked at that person.
Other inner sect disciples cultivating in the Spirit Consonance River looked over immediately.
"What is your name? Why are you not following the rules!" A disciple reproached.
"Rules?" Ye Qingtang narrowed her eyes and glanced over at the faces of the three uninvited people.
When she saw Song Junqiu's face, she could not help but scoff internally. She thought who it could be, but it was Song Junqiu.
