"Waaah... Mother!" The moment Su Xingying saw Ning Rong, she could no longer hold herself together. All the grievances she had bottled up burst forth as she threw herself into Ning Rong's arms and began to sob. "Senior Brother Jiang Xuan left. He'll never join our Star Sword Peak again!"
Seeing her daughter cry like a pear blossom drenched in rain, Ning Rong hastily wrapped her tightly in her arms and comforted her in the gentlest voice she could muster.
Of course, concern filled only her face. In her heart, she was not worried in the slightest.
She had arrived long ago and had also received Yu Dai's message. She knew that her daughter had truly developed feelings for Jiang Xuan.
Now that her daughter was crying like this, she was completely certain of it.
And clearly, having been born into a top-tier powerful household, she carried deeply rooted notions of matching social standing in her bones. From the very beginning, she had looked down on Jiang Xuan for his humble origins.
Moreover, she believed that what she had done was right.
Yet just as she was thinking this, Su Xingying, choked with sobs in her arms, told her the result of today's match.
This time, she had lost again. And unlike before, it was not a defeat suffered because she had held back to temper herself without giving her all.
"I gave it everything I had, yet I still couldn't do anything against Senior Brother Jiang Xuan."
Then she added that Jiang Xuan's strength was absolutely not merely enough for the Daoist Academy's top ten.
He had a chance of reaching the top seven, perhaps even the top five.
"..."
Those words struck like a bolt from the blue. The tenderness on Ning Rong's face instantly froze, while powerful