Luo Hanshuang was still so petite, but her cultivation had already reached the peak of B-rank.
She had entered with a team of more than ten people, led by two Supremes, with most of the others being A-ranks.
As a B-rank entering with them, her cultivation was obviously rather low, yet she was not particularly excluded within the team.
Interestingly, Jing Yuexin actually knew Little White Sweet too. "Isn't that Luo Hanshuang? She looks much more mature now."
"It's been so many years," Qu Jianlei replied casually. "Still, it looks like her cultivation has been going pretty well."
Jing Yuexin's eyes rolled. "You're always saying I arrange connections for people. How about you arrange one too?"
"What connections? She's just a passerby," Qu Jianlei said, shaking his head decisively. "We were merely part of each other's lives for a while."
Did he really have to draw such a clear line? Jing Yuexin also knew that Little White Sweet's figure and looks did not fit First One's tastes.
So she did not pursue the subject. "Did she get in... through her own efforts, or was she invited?"
As a descendant of a Primal Warrior, it would not have been especially difficult for her to fight for a spot, but the Luo Family had ultimately declined.
An invitation seemed more likely. After all, she had once reached the final stage during the trial.
However, Qu Jianlei had heard that Jing Yuexin had not made it to the end during the trial she underwent in her youth.
So he still answered vaguely. "I don't know either. Is it important? We still owe her a longsword."
"You've got quite a memory." Jing Yuexin rolled her eyes at him. "We're not short on Divine Script Weapons now."
"So what?" Qu Jianlei replied casually. "Like I