Mount Song.
The Fengchan Platform.
Yue Lingshan studied Ding Mian across from her, seemingly lost in thought. Then, as if something had dawned on her, she clapped her hands and exclaimed in delight,
"Could this be Bixie Swordplay?"
She had thought something was off about Ding Mian for a while. It wasn't until she saw the jealousy in his eyes when he looked at her that she suddenly understood.
"What? Bixie Swordplay?"
The crowd was astonished and began discussing it among themselves.
Daoist Tianmen also sprang to his feet, glaring at Ding Mian.
"Senior Lin Yuantu once dominated the Martial World with his seventy-two forms of Bixie Swordplay and founded the Fuwei Escort Agency."
"Three months ago, the entire Fuwei Escort Agency was wiped out. Could the Songshan School have been responsible?!"
Including the Lin family, the escorts, and the servants, more than a hundred people from the Fuwei Escort Agency had all met violent deaths. At the time, the incident had sparked heated discussion throughout the Martial World.
Everyone in the Martial World had been outraged and wanted to catch the culprit behind the massacre.
But who would have thought that the deed had been done by someone from one of their five schools!
Zuo Lengchan's expression shifted slightly. The matter had been fine as long as it stayed secret, but if word got out, the Songshan School's reputation would be ruined.
"Little girl, Bixie Swordplay hasn't appeared in the Martial World for over thirty years. How do you know my junior brother's swordplay is Bixie Swordplay? If you don't explain yourself today, even if you're Yue Buqun's daughter, you won't leave here unscathed!"
Zuo Lengchan's face hardened. The imposing presence he had built up over years of leading the Songshan School bore down on Yue Lingshan, trying to