"Little Senior Sister! Little Senior Sister!" A pupil burst into the kitchen, where lunch preparations were underway. "There are people outside the gates who want to talk with the chief!"
Wang Jingyuan turned around from the stove. "What? Who?"
"They are pupils from Luoyun Manor, and led by the head disciple Fu Tianyou," reported the pupil. Wang Jingyuan's brows furrowed. Luoyun Manor? Wasn't that Ye Xiaoyao's sect? What did they want?
"I will go check it out. You two keep on making lunch." Wang Jingyuan left instructions for her two helpers and headed out of the kitchen, grabbing Feng Ming Sword from where it stood beside the door on her way out.
