Whoosh! Whoosh!
The breeze stirred up ripples on the Moon Reflection Lake and made the hem of the black robe outside the Seeking Sword Hall flutter.
The Seeking Sword Hall was paved with white stone tiles, and at the edge was the lake shore. At this moment, all the guests within a hundred feet had retreated, leaving only Ye Jingtang standing in front of the door with his hands behind his back.
The setting sun was setting in the west, and the beautiful Moon Reflection Lake was already full of people. Half of them were disciples of the Zhou family, and the other half were followers and relatives who had come to celebrate the birthday.
Most of the famous figures of Jianghu had walked out of the Seeking Sword Hall and were discussing softly, waiting for this storm to begin.
