The surroundings suddenly seemed to quiet down.
It was so quiet that you could hear the wind.
"Disciple Wang Junze, willing to join the Profound Moon Sword Sect!"
Facing away from the direction of Sword Peak, Su Yuwei vaguely heard Wang Junze's voice. Her throat felt sweet, and a mouthful of reverse blood surged up. Her lips were stained with fresh blood, but she forcefully swallowed it down.
"Miss, are you okay?"
Unbeknownst to her, Lu Qing had quietly walked over and stood beside Su Yuwei, asking softly.
"It's nothing, just an old injury flaring up again."
Reaching out to wipe away the bloodstain on her lips, Su Yuwei's expression once again turned cold.
"Miss, why go through this? Just explain it to him." Lu Qing said with a bitter smile.
"Explain what?"
