Sangmo followed Shen Yanqing to the largest viewing platform of the martial arts tournament.
Six huge bronze mirrors were arranged, displaying the situation on each of the six stages at a glance.
The Elders sat in their respective positions, with tea and refreshments laid out in front of them.
Just as Sangmo ascended the stairs, everyone's gaze turned towards her.
"Lady Xiaosu, why aren't you with Mucheng?" a kind voice suddenly asked.
Sangmo looked up to see Bai Mucheng's grandfather smiling at her.
With an awkward smile, Sangmo replied, "Elder Bai, my master asked me to come up here for some instructions."
Without a word, Shen Yanqing directly took his seat, and Sangmo hurriedly followed.
Shen Yanqing pointed to the tea set on the long table, "Make tea."
Was she called up here just to make tea?
Sangmo didn't understand, but she had no choice but to do as told.
She had just lit the fire when suddenly a scream erupted from below the viewing platform.
