In the dimly lit courtyard by the lake, the air fell silent for a moment.
Li Muyang cast a glance at the spirited, masculine-dressed woman before him, furrowing his brows slightly.
Lately, he had been busy cracking down on the followers of the Blood Lotus Cult and had almost forgotten about the affairs of Chaotic Soul Valley.
After all, before the crackdown on the Blood Lotus Cult, the old Valley Master of Chaotic Soul Valley had already knelt and surrendered, retrieving his daughter from the prison.
Since her release, the young Valley Mistress of Chaotic Soul Valley and her father had been quiet and inconspicuous for the past month.
Li Muyang, a middle-ranking member of the Demon Sect, didn't have the opportunity to interact with her on normal days and had almost forgotten about her.
Yet, to his surprise, they met again at this victory banquet.
And she even took the initiative to strike up a conversation...
Li Muyang felt that something was amiss.
