At the sight of the shattered Blue-and-White Hairpin, a barely perceptible ripple finally stirred in Gu Ningyun's eyes.
She knew her martial uncle had truly given up this time. Even without an elder's admonishment, she would no longer lose herself in the man before her. Yet it was all too late. She had given up too late, and many of her mistakes were already beyond redemption.
"So all of this really was for the man standing before you, wasn't it?" Gu Ningyun's lashes trembled faintly, as though they might turn into butterflies and flutter away at any moment.
Gu Ningyun struggled to maintain the icy composure expected of the Heavenly Music Pavilion's chief senior disciple, but in the end, it could not withstand the fragility in her heart.
The person before her was no stranger. She was a fellow disciple, a martial uncle with whom she had shared centuries of history. Yet now Gu Ningyun had to stand in judgment over her own fellow disciple as someone in authority. How cruel that was to her!
"Yes!" Liu Min looked at the fellow disciple a generation below her, a wealth of feelings stirring in her heart.
Although she had known this day would eventually come, she had never imagined it would arrive so quickly-so quickly that it caught her utterly unprepared.
Unlike Huang Shan, she was not ignorant of who stood before her. On the contrary, as a disciple of the Heavenly Music Pavilion's older generation, she knew these geniuses like the back of her hand.
Her gaze swept over them one by one before finally settling on Feng Qi. "I never expected someone from the Enforcement Hall to come arrest me personally. I suppose that counts as an honor."
Feng Qi rubbed his nose, then suddenly smiled. "We never intended