Jian Wushuang and Jian Nantian spent the night talking under the moonlight
It was Jian Wushuang's most heart warming night in the recent years.
The next day, the valley was already in an uproar at first light.
The experts walked out of their rooms and hurried towards the mountain where the Heart-killing Sword had been placed.
A short while later, a large group of experts had gathered in front of the mountain.
Naturally, Jian Wushuang and Jian Nantian were among them.
Besides these experts, there were two other people present that attracted everyone's attention.
One of them was a stout man with tanned skin, his body surrounded by a thunderbolt. The other one was a thin and elegant young man with a folding fan in his hand.
Their overbearing aura shocked many experts on the spot and instantly revealed their identity as marquises.
"They are Marquis Wanlei and Marquis Nanyu."
