At Green Sword Small Residence, Green Sword, resting her chin on her hand, was gazing at the panoramic mountain views.
As the place hosted by Sword Burial Palace to entertain the most distinguished guests, the scenery at Green Sword Small Residence was naturally breathtaking. Zheng Ming was mesmerized by the intoxicating landscape upon his arrival, but one thing is certain: no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it starts to lose its appeal if you stare at it too long.
Being a maid at Green Sword Small Residence, Green Sword had actually lost much interest in the beautiful scenery.
"I wonder if Young Master Zheng will be able to make it to the Sword Tomb Gathering?" After muttering to herself, Green Sword continued with a hint of hope, "With Young Master Zheng's status, as long as he can arrive on time, he will definitely be able to participate in the Sword Tomb Gathering. Maybe Young Master Zheng could even obtain the Red-faced Divine Sword."
