Chao Xiaoshu saw how glum Wang Yue looked and knew his injuries weren't serious. Unable to contain his curiosity any longer, he asked eagerly before Wang Yue disappeared from view, "Sect Leader, who won—you or the Pavilion Master?"
Wang Yue knew what Chao Xiaoshu was thinking. Without even turning around, he answered arrogantly, "What do you think?"
Hearing that, Chao Xiaoshu grew excited. Since Shu Mountain Swordplay could defeat Great River Sword Intent, he would have to train hard and try to face Liu Bai again as soon as possible.
Thinking of this, he took out his Greensteel Sword and couldn't resist practicing again.
The Shushan Sect disciples found his behavior baffling, but afraid that Chao Xiaoshu would scold them, they hurriedly began training too.
Before long, cries rang out throughout the Shushan Sect, accompanied by the soft hum of swords.
Seeing Wang Yue use Spatial Distance to leave, Ning Que climbed onto the carriage, worried. As he drove on, he muttered, "Big Brother's something else. I was only worried about him. Why did he leave like Senior Brother?"
Although Sang Sang could still feel the chill deep in her marrow, her body was warm all over, and she felt much better now.
Hearing Ning Que complain, she knew her Young Master was envious that the two of them could use Spatial Distance far better than he could. Pretending not to understand, she smiled and said, "You're just worrying too much. Big Brother said he was fine, so he must be fine. Maybe Liu Bai was hurt worse than he was."
Ning Que could only shake his head at Sang Sang's words. He believed in Wang Yue's strength, but that was Liu Bai!
The Sword Saint!
No one earned the title of Sword Saint for nothing.
But they hadn't