The clouds beneath the cliffs of Heavenly Light Peak lay quietly in the sunlight, looking like a snowfield.
Zhao Layue stood at the cliff's edge, gazing at the scenery below. Suddenly, she felt a little like going to White City, but the next instant she crushed that thought in her heart.
A sigh sounded.
She turned, looked at the tall figure, and bowed. "Greetings, Sect Master."
The Green Mountain Sect Master stood before the stone stele, his hands behind his back, looking at it. "This is your first time atop Heavenly Light Peak, isn't it?"
Zhao Layue's gaze rose with his and settled on the sword sheath. Forcing down the shock in her heart, she said softly, "Yes."
"I originally thought that although you were Junior Uncle-Master's Reincarnated Successor, you were still very young, and there was no harm in telling you many things gradually. Now it seems that approach was somewhat inappropriate, because you don't seem accustomed to asking other people's opinions before acting."
The Sect Master turned, walked to her side, and looked out over the boundless sea of clouds beneath the cliff.
Zhao Layue said, "The Heaven-Bearing Sword is only a sheath? Even if I had asked and learned something like that, it would have been meaningless."
The Sect Master said, "Such so-called secrets really are meaningless. I asked you here today mainly to ask about Luo Huainan's death."
Zhao Layue said, "It had nothing to do with me."
The Sect Master said, "Jing Jiu wouldn't necessarily have died. Why did you insist that he die?"
At a time like this, insisting that it had nothing to do with her would have been rather too disrespectful.
Zhao Layue was silent for a while, then said, "He wanted Jing Jiu dead, so I wanted him dead."
The Sect