Ming Qitian nodded her thanks, took the letter, and straightened the envelope to read it. Gu Yunfu had practically memorized the three columns of ink on its face. Following the Sword Master's gaze, they read, in order:
"Heavenly Mountain Gate"
"To be opened personally by Miss Ming (please deliver this on our behalf when Bright Sword Master comes to your gate for Sword Inquiry)"
"Pei Ye"
When her gaze fell on that name, Gu Yunfu saw the Sword Master's brows ease slightly, her puzzlement vanishing.
Gu Yunfu had thought she would put it away first, but the woman actually tore open the envelope and unfolded the letter to read right there.
This was the Sword Inquiry gathering, after all.
Did that name mean something urgent? If it was urgent, why send it this way?
Gu Yunfu stood with his hands clasped, turning these thoughts over as he watched. Yet the woman's expression did not change at all. The letter was short, and she soon finished reading it. Then she actually took out paper and a brush and began writing a reply on the spot.
By hand, too.
The disciples' faces bore varying degrees of puzzlement-had Cloud Lang Mountain run out of little jade swords?
Gu Yunfu had already reached out, intending to help the Sword Master take it down the mountain to post, when he saw her quickly finish writing, set down her brush, and take out a tiny sword. She folded the letter and tied it onto the sword.
Gu Yunfu discreetly withdrew his hand.
That made much more sense. But it was still a little odd.
Whatever thoughts were turning through their minds, Ming Qitian had naturally paid them no attention. She had opened the letter immediately because she was worried something had happened-though Glaze had shown no