"True Martial Holy Sect or not, I have no reason to be afraid of you," Xu Zimei shook her head, smiling.
"Your name has now spread throughout the entire Shenghua Domain," the elder said with a smile.
"I hear you eradicated the Extinct Heaven Sect."
"So, do you think your Buddha Country or the Fan Family is any better than the Extinct Heaven Sect?" Xu Zimei hopped off the Dark Heaven Tiger.
She stepped towards the pavilion.
"Hard to say," the elder fell silent for a moment, then shook his head.
The light rain outside continued to patter.
Willow trees lined the path, translucent water droplets slowly falling from the vibrant green leaves.
As Xu Zimei entered the pavilion, the sound of the woman playing the guqin abruptly stopped.
She lifted her head, her eyes bright as she looked at Xu Zimei.
"For you, it may be hard to say," Xu Zimei said with a light smile.
"But for me, it makes no difference.
They are all just ants."
