In front of the Grand Hall at the bottom of Shiyue Peak, many pine trees were planted around the stone platform.
As the winter wind blew over, the accumulated snow on the trees fell down with a rustling noise, as if another snowfall had just occurred.
The snow on the stone platform had already been shoveled to the side by the caretakers, melting under the sunlight and making it even colder around the arena.
The look in Tong Lu's eyes was icy cold. "Jing Jiu is scared of accepting my challenge. This isn't the way your Green Mountain Sect acts." He said this while staring at a few disciples of the Green Mountain in front of him.
The visit by the West Ocean Sword Sect was for the Four-Seas Banquet. They would likely to invite some influential people of the Green Mountain Sect to attend their banquet.
