However, Yue Ran now appeared to have a strange and dangerous aura and temperament. This in itself was extremely odd.
"Whatever you say is whatever the truth is." Yue Ran could barely hold back from rolling her eyes out in the open.
The young woman raised her long sword and rolled up her long sleeves to reveal her fair and tender skin. Although she was being pointed at with swords by thousands of people, she was calm and showed no signs of embarrassment. Instead, she had an undaunted, domineering aura, with her hair dancing wildly and her red dress swaying and rippling like flowing blood.
"What are you up to?!" The imposing (ly dramatic) old man in white, who Yue Ran surmised was either the sect leader of the Sky Breeze Sect or at the very least an important elder in the Sky Breeze Sect, roared.
