A soldier from the Yuan Character Camp glanced at the young monk, recognized him, and nodded before turning to enter the Vajra Heart Hall and announce his arrival.
Before long, a youth in blue robes with a dark yellow kasaya draped over one shoulder emerged from the hall.
He stood tall and straight, with sword-like brows and star-bright eyes. Beneath those sharp brows, his gaze was cold and resolute.
With a sword at his waist and a commanding bearing, he was like a proud dragon.
"Senior Brother Song."
Upon seeing the young monk, Li Qianfeng gave a slight nod.
"Li Qianfeng, do you still remember me?"
The beautiful woman beside the monk spoke, gazing at the youth as her eyes lit up.
Li Qianfeng glanced at her and frowned. "You are?"
"A year ago, at Green Maple Ridge!"
Hope shone in the woman's eyes. "Do you remember?"
"Green Maple Ridge..." A trace of recollection surfaced in Li Qianfeng's eyes as he considered it. "The demons there seemed to have all been wiped out."
"It's me, Murong Qiulan! You blocked that Yin Wind Serpent Demon's attack for me back then. Without you, I would have died!" Murong Qiulan said hurriedly.
Li Qianfeng frowned slightly and glanced at her. "Why have you come here?"
"I told you back then that I would repay your kindness. I, Murong Qiulan, will marry no one but you!"
A shy blush flashed across Murong Qiulan's face, but she still gritted her teeth and summoned the courage to say it.
"So you've come to repay kindness with enmity?"
Li Qianfeng raised an eyebrow.
Murong Qiulan: "..."
The young monk beside her cast an awed look at Li Qianfeng. To say something so ruthless to such a beautiful woman-this junior brother truly lived up to being the Buddha