Yun Huanling would not back down when it came to the Heavenly Secret Sect.
But Su Jiu would not back down when it came to the person behind the scenes, either.
Now, she could only hope those two were not one and the same.
As far as she was concerned, once was enough for something like what had happened with Qiao Zirong.
Su Jiu lowered her long lashes, concealing all her emotions beneath them.
Little did she know that Yun Huanling had been watching her for a long time.
And his gaze, too, held an unspeakable pain.
Whatever had happened that night, the sun rose as usual the next morning.
Su Jiu arrived early at her assigned arena that day, only to discover that a group of people had arrived even earlier.
Judging by their sect robes, they seemed to come from different sects.
Su Jiu keenly noticed that the closer she drew to the arena, the more eyes settled on her. Some were curious, some appraising, and some held malicious amusement. Worse still, the gazes of certain disciples from small sects even betrayed a hint of covetous desire.
"Tsk, Xie Liang really has some nerve, falling for a personal disciple of the Azure Tide Sect. This one isn't someone you can afford to provoke."
"Keep your voice down. Don't forget that the Azure Tide Sect's disciples just beat up a whole bunch of people."
The man smiled maliciously. "With looks that alluring, is she going to forbid people from liking her? The Azure Tide Sect is far too overbearing."
Whoosh. Something resembling a throwing dart slashed across his cheek.
The speaker froze, then raised his head to look at the man holding a folding fan.
Who else could it be but Tong Qi?
In Su Jiu's eyes, Tong