"Is that the Pavilion Master?" Wei Zhuang pointed to the sky and asked.
Chen Qianhu nodded, looked at his second daughter, and was very pleased.
In the air, the Cyan Lotus stepped on the clouds, the Divine Sword led the way.
The Pavilion Master of the Fourth Sword Pavilion in Jing State, Chen Mumu, stood on the cloud, with a cold expression, accompanied by no one. She looked indifferently down at the young boys and girls in front of the mountain gate.
With just one glance, many people at the mountain gate felt ashamed and couldn't help but consider retreating.
In Jing State, there are many rumors about this Pavilion Master, saying she is heartless, saying she is indifferent, saying she is eternal unyielding ice, saying she is as silent as the Heavenly Dao...
Even most people in the sect believe so.
However, our Pavilion Master Mumu knows herself that all of this is false.
