The Sword Sect's Senior Sister, Zi Miaozhu's eyes widened like large pearls, revealing a thick hostility. She seemed to have forgotten Zhu Minglang's existence and was instead glaring at Nan Lingsha.
Nan Lingsha was not afraid of her, simply locking gazes with her.
The surrounding Sword Sect disciples all stood petrified, their gazes once again meticulously scrutinizing Zhu Minglang, not perceiving any remarkable ability in this man that could cause their Senior Sister to erupt in jealousy before everyone here!
"Junior Sister, I have important matters to discuss with Grandfather, so let's not get hung up on this issue," Zhu Minglang said.
"Fine, I won't pester you, she can play the minor role, and I'll play the major one," Zi Miaozhu said.
"Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang!!!!!"
The swords floating beside the Sword Sect disciples suddenly fell to the ground, devoid of the slightest bit of Sword Qi, scattering in disarray – just like the sound of their breaking hearts!
