A hundred miles away from the camp of the Three Great Sects, in a mountain valley.
"Are you... the female disciple from the Zhenyang Sect?"
Huang Kezhou looked at Qiu Zhihe walking out from the darkness, his face full of shock.
He had seen this female disciple once during the day and found nothing remarkable about her, so he hadn't paid attention, not even remembering her name.
But now Ye Xiyue was half-kneeling in front of this person, with a respectful expression, addressing her as "Madam."
The scene was so bizarre that Huang Kezhou couldn't help but feel a chill, saying to Qiu Zhihe:
"When did you start following us?"
Qiu Zhihe looked at him indifferently and said slowly, "Twenty years ago, Haitang Village, do you still remember?"
Huang Kezhou was startled, subconsciously retreating half a step: "Who exactly are you?!"
Qiu Zhihe slowly walked towards Huang Kezhou, her voice icy cold:
