Su Jiu's battle drew the attention of almost every sect.
The instant Su Jiu severed Feng Piaoxu's zither strings, the sect leader of the Heavenly Dawn Sect shot to her feet. She summoned her grandson and asked, "You said that when you caused trouble at the Azure Tide Sect's market a few years ago, the person who led the effort to capture you was that Su Jiu on the stage?"
Huang Feng had also watched Su Jiu fight, and a chill ran through his heart. He had originally planned to find a chance to take revenge, but looking at her now, she could probably beat him into the ground.
Huang Feng looked at his grandmother rather timidly and nodded. What he did not mention was that the Su Jiu he had seen back then had a leaf beneath the outer corner of her left eye. For some reason, it was gone now, but he would never forget those eyes.
The Heavenly Dawn Sect's sect leader let out a long breath and settled back into her chair, closing her eyes as though contemplating something.
She pointed at Su Jiu on the stage and said softly, "If I asked you to marry her, would you be willing?"
Huang Feng's eyes widened, then he shook his head like a pellet drum. Who would like such a fierce girl? He preferred the gentle, sweet, and attentive sort.
Seeing her grandson's cowardly behavior, the sect leader's lips twitched. Forget it. With a grandson like hers, such an outstanding young woman might not even spare him a glance. Besides, their relations with the Azure Tide Sect had always been unremarkable. They were not enemies, but they could hardly be called friends.
Still, she now genuinely envied the disciples the Azure Tide Sect had raised, though envy