Luo Qingxian stood quietly, her gaze falling upon the magnificent scroll in the firmament. Sensing this familiar fluctuation of aura, a trace of gratification surfaced in her autumn-water-clear eyes.
At the same time, a faint sense of pressure welled up in her heart, and a soft murmur escaped her lips among the mountains, dissipating into the wind as soon as it was uttered.
"To think she let her disciple take the lead..."
Chapter 126