After the two individuals took their seats, their gazes automatically met the State Preceptor's across the standard-class setting.
The State Preceptor, bathed in an aura of sacred radiance, smiled and nodded at them. His demeanor exuded a remarkable gentleness.
The young couple exchanged glances and extended their greetings to the State Preceptor, who held a prestigious reputation.
Qiao Mu found herself lost in thought, occasionally sensing the icy stares of Family Head Qin directed her way throughout the encounter.
She couldn't recall any instance where she had offended Family Head Qin.
/If there was any resentment, it was likely due to the incident where she had inadvertently taken his son's life./
Qiao Mu's mind retraced the day she had shaped ice into an arrow and pierced it through Second Qin's chest…
Suddenly, it seemed as though his soul fragment had fragmented and shattered, dispersing into countless pieces.
