"Zhu Minglang?"
At this moment, at the foot of the hillside, Wen Mengru, a female disciple of Miao Mountain Sword Sect with extremely good hearing, also turned around, lifting her gaze to focus on the white-robed man atop the slope.
"You two deal with these Divine and Mortal wastes," Wen Mengru instructed the two female sword masters beside her.
"Yes, Senior Sister..." the short-haired female disciple responded.
"Is that person really Zhu Minglang, the young sword master who once forced his way into our mountain gate?" another female disciple of Miao Mountain Sword Sect asked in a hushed tone.
"It seems to be him. I heard that Senior Sister lost to him back then," said the short-haired female.
Wen Mengru's hearing was exceptionally strong, so naturally, she heard her junior sisters' conversation, adding a few degrees of bitterness to her heart!
