The Wanxiao Sect and Taixu Gate only have ordinary sect relations.
Interactions between the disciples of the two sides are also not frequent, and there are no particularly deep "enmities."
Today's meeting is merely a sword discussion.
It's normal to encounter each other at the entrance.
At most, it's only because of Duanmu Qing's appearance and demeanor that people might be momentarily distracted.
Duanmu Qing's expression is as calm as water.
She's long become accustomed to the eyes of the world's men, whether they are amazed, admiring, or shocked, with her heart remaining unwavering.
Duanmu Qing slightly raises her snow-white neck, her clear and cold gaze directed forward, stepping with a dignified elegance, and leading other equally impressive disciples of the Wanxiao Sect straight towards the Inner Mountain.
