“Eh? What’s going on?”
At the entrance of the Heavenly Sword Sect’s Back Mountain, Tang Ling ‘er stood beside a group of people. She looked at the bewitching Fox and asked with a slight frown.
Logically speaking, with her strength and background, it was absolutely impossible for her to stand at the side.
But today, among this group of people, she really had to stand at the side.
In the center was a slightly chubby young man. The young man had a smile on his face, and he looked very kind.
Beside the young man were Tang Feng and Tang Yuan, her two older brothers.
Beside her two older brothers were the slightly chubby middle-aged man’s assistants.
She was beside these people. Other than them, there were seven or eight other middle-aged young men. Two of them were on the prodigy roll, and there were a few other young men.
There were a few others who were already in their fifties or sixties, but they looked no different from youths.
