Thirty-Eight Frames

Interest was only natural. As for what they coveted, that went without saying.

"I knew you looked familiar!" Just as they were thinking about it, a lively figure in red bounded up to them. "I said you'd definitely come to Fufeng City, but you wouldn't admit it. Caught you, didn't I?"

Pei Ling's gaze was icy, as though he might lose his temper at any moment. Even Qiao Ranran felt helpless. This young woman acted so familiar with them that she was impossible to fend off. She wasn't doing anything truly bad, but the way she kept pushing herself into their company was irritating all the same.

And her senior brothers and sisters—who knew whether they genuinely doted on her or were setting her up for a fall? They did nothing to stop her obnoxious behavior. They even encouraged her and cleaned up the trouble she caused. However Qiao Ranran looked at it, they were no good.

The Heavenly Evolution Sword Sect really was a complicated place.

As luck would have it, this group consisted of disciples from the Heavenly Evolution Sword Sect. Judging by their clothes, they were Inner Disciples. From what they said, the young woman was probably a Sword Venerable's descendant, just like Yan Qingsui. No wonder she could act with such abandon.

The young woman seemed oblivious to how others felt and incapable of reading anyone's expression. It was as if she believed everyone should like her and value her. Her sense of entitlement was frightening.

"Are you here for the excitement at the Yao Mountain Secret Realm too? You can enter once you reach the Foundation Establishment Stage, but you still need a token! I heard a token went for a sky-high price at auction. Do you have one? It's fine if you don't. One