The voice from the Green-Curtain Sedan sounded rather young.
Some young disciples of the various sects found it familiar, but could not remember whose it was.
The senior powerhouses had no recollection of it whatsoever. In their view, the speaker certainly could not be anyone formidable from the Water-Moon Convent.
For some reason, however, True Person Tan's gaze grew grave as he looked at the Green-Curtain Sedan.
Among the residences outside the Imperial City, red robes flickered. Yin San stopped and looked toward the Imperial Palace, his expression shifting slightly.
Earlier, when the Zhongzhou Sect's Cloud Boat had pursued him, he had remained carefree and unrestrained. Now, with Yue Qianmen and dozens of Zhongzhou Sect powerhouses following behind, he paid them no mind either.
Yet at this moment, his expression was very cautious, and there was even a faint hint of retreat in his eyes.
The Azure Bird landed on his shoulder and asked in puzzlement, "What is it?"
Yin San said with feeling, "I never imagined that lunatic was still alive, let alone that she would come."
The eunuchs beneath the palace wall were badly frightened. Wasn't this sedan empty? Could there be a ghost haunting it so early in the morning?
They collapsed to the ground in fright and could only crawl away on their hands and feet.
The green curtain lifted, and a girl stepped out.
Her hairstyle was ordinary, her clothes were ordinary, and her face was ordinary too, without anything remarkable about it, yet she drew a flurry of startled cries.
"Guo Dong!"
Some young disciples from the various sects had met Guo Dong of the Water-Moon Convent and knew that her talent was astonishing and her ambitions exceedingly lofty.
But in truth, no one had ever known exactly what she wanted.
Years ago, Pei