Although he had long heard from Zhang Yun that Fei Jingxin had returned to the Upperstream, Bai Yu had never expected that she would be abandoned by the Sword Burial Sect in such a short time.
Murdering her master and stealing treasure—what a grave accusation.
Though he did not know why things had turned out this way, Bai Yu was certain that Fei Jingxin would never do such a thing.
After all, no matter how bad things got, she had governed Cihang Nunnery for so many years. As the head of a faction, with her methods and temperament, even if she had done such a thing, how could she possibly have let it become known to everyone?
Hearing the Yin and Yang Old Ghosts' words, Fei Jingxin directly removed the hood from her head. Though her face was somewhat pale, the gaze she turned upon the crowd was icy to the extreme.
Even she had never expected things to develop this way in such a short time.
Had her master not been nearing the end of his lifespan, she would never have returned to the Upperstream. Yet she had only been out for so long before she was inexplicably hunted down in the Ancient Abyss Domain. If she had not learned from those who had accepted the bounty—
Even Fei Jingxin would not have known that she had already been placed on the Sword Burial Sect's highest-priority kill list.
Who, exactly, was framing her?
At that thought, Fei Jingxin's expression turned even colder. In her recollection, no one in the Sword Burial Sect bore a life-and-death grudge against her. Moreover, after she encountered a ferocious beast attack and was ultimately rescued by Su Xinghe and his sister, she had pondered many things along the way.
Why was it such a