"An introduction letter?"
The leader of the blue-robed female cultivators furrowed her delicate brows, her vigilance increasing rather than diminishing. The ice-crystal parting awl in her hand dipped slightly, its tip spitting frost that instantly froze the puddle of mud on Chen Mo's chest into a hard block of ice.
Chen Mo felt a tightness in his chest, the freezing cold nearly making him pass out, and the tail end of his "we're on the same side" remark got stuck in the ice shards.
Chapter 111