Outside the hall, the autumn wind blew bleak and biting.
As the young girl's cool voice slowly faded.
The vast sect hall fell into a deathly silence where a needle drop could be heard.
Everyone present, regardless of status, was filled with bewilderment by the girl's casual manner.
For the Xu Family members.
Aside from the family head kneeling on the ground, most of the clan had not personally seen a great cultivator from the Jieqing Sect in a long time.
Now that they had.
Only one thought remained in their minds.
So this was the bearing of a Dao Sect!
So domineering, so utterly disdainful of everyone else...
Yet it somehow felt perfectly natural.
Lin Feiyan and the others standing at the threshold wore a variety of expressions.
Gong Shaoqi swallowed, quietly leaned closer, and whispered to Lin Feiyan, "Senior Sister... why does it feel like her airs are far greater than yours...?"
The two of them were, after all, personal disciples of the Jieqing Sect.
No matter how inexperienced they might be in the ways of the world, within the sect, they were still the sort who walked sideways.
Yet even so, she had never imagined that one could put on such a show while traveling outside!
For a moment.
It was as if a door to a new continent had been pushed open before this heaven-blessed beauty.
Her lovely eyes shone brightly as she stared blankly at the white-robed girl seated in the seat of honor. No one knew what she was thinking, and she could not even be bothered to answer Gong Shaoqi.
Among them all, however, Chen Yuan was the most troubled.
Looking at Jiang Yuechu sitting upright in the large sandalwood chair, he felt his head throb.
Although they truly were disciples of the