"I want to postpone my marriage engagement with Senior Brother Lu."
Su Wan turned her gaze to Lu Zhaoyao, seeking his opinion.
From Lu Zhaoyao's expression, he clearly knew nothing about this.
"Junior Brother Lu...?"
Lu Zhaoyao's icy voice rang out. "Then postpone it. Su Mu's cultivation comes first."
Su Mu nodded. "Sister, I'll return to my cave abode first."
From beginning to end, she did not look at Lu Zhaoyao again.
Lu Zhaoyao watched Su Mu's retreating back, his brows knitting slightly.
Su Wan also looked at her younger sister in confusion.
Why... did she suddenly seem like a completely different person?
"..."
Several months later, Su Mu emerged from seclusion.
Her swordsmanship had advanced another step.
With a sword on her back, Su Mu walked through the rear mountains of Little Bamboo Peak.
Suddenly, a bark caught her attention, followed by a youth in green robes running over.
"Senior Sister~"
the youth called loudly.
Su Mu looked at him and was slightly stunned.
He was her junior brother, Meng Ting.
He had always liked her.
But Su Mu had always treated him as her own younger brother.
On the day Su Mu and Lu Zhaoyao were to marry,
after Lu Zhaoyao heard that Cui Wanwan had entered the Demon Suppressing Pagoda, he fell to demonhood in an instant.
His very first sword strike had been meant to kill Su Mu.
Meng Ting had taken that fatal strike for her.
In the end, her junior brother died protecting her.
Looking at Meng Ting now, Su Mu revealed a faint smile.
"Senior Sister, I heard you came out of seclusion. How was it? Did everything go smoothly?"
Su Mu nodded.
"Senior Sister, I heard..."
"What did you hear this time?"
"I heard your engagement with Senior Brother Lu was postponed,"