As far as Taiyuan City was concerned, what had happened that day was merely a minor incident. It was quickly put to rest.
But for Qin Feng and Mo Hanyue, the day's events had clearly left a deep impression.
In a teahouse, Qin Feng and Mo Hanyue sat facing each other. Mo Hanyue looked a little dazed; several hours had passed, yet she still hadn't come back to her senses.
"Miss Mo, this happened because of my personal grudge, and you suffered humiliation as a result. I'm truly sorry."
Qin Feng spoke apologetically and poured Mo Hanyue half a cup of spirit tea.
"Young Master Qin, there's no need to dwell on it. I failed to recognize my place and acted arrogantly. I deserved this lesson."
Wisps of steam rose from the spirit tea, hazy and veiling Mo Hanyue's eyes.
"Ever since I stepped onto the path of cultivation, everything has gone smoothly for me. Today's events have been a wake-up call."
"I won't report this, but one day, I'll personally make Ling Wushuang pay for the humiliation I suffered today." She slowly clenched her hand, the veins standing out.
As a prodigy, she had her pride. Even now, she firmly believed that in another century or two, she would catch up and surpass Ling Wushuang, becoming a Ninth-Tier Fifth-Layer expert—or stronger—and trampling Ling Wushuang beneath her feet.
"Among the Ninth-Tier Fourth-Layer cultivators on the Firmament Rankings, there are fourteen thousand seven hundred and twenty-three people. I just checked, and Ling Wushuang's name wasn't there. Perhaps she only recently arrived in the Divine Martial Great World, or perhaps she used a false name."
After learning Ling Wushuang's name, he'd wanted to investigate her thoroughly. An ordinary Ninth-Tier expert, even if offended, would show some restraint out of consideration for the