"The mistress of Moonlight Pavilion certainly lives up to her reputation." The corners of Xu Ran's mouth lifted into a wickedly charming smile as he studied Tang Yuehua closely. Earlier, she had kept her back to him while playing the zither. Now, seeing her stunning face, he could not help going blank for a moment. Her eyes, which seemed to see through everything in the world, were beautiful, but Xu Ran always felt there was something strange about them.
Wasn't that the sort of gaze found only in people in their seventies or eighties who had seen through all the ways of the world?
Still, Tang Yuehua had been born with a Martial Soul Mutation and had suffered even more than Yu Xiaogang. Back when the Clear Sky Sect was still flourishing, she probably endured no fewer grievances than Yu Xiaogang, so it was normal for her to have seen through the warmth and coldness of the world. But all those grievances had become her motivation. She founded Moonlight Pavilion and made a name for herself in Heaven Dou City.
By comparison, Yu Xiaogang fell short by far more than a little.
His cultivation had not even reached Soul Elder, yet after learning a mere smattering from Spirit Hall, he dared call himself Grandmaster. He had never cultivated to those realms himself, yet dared spout grand pronouncements and point fingers at those supreme realms. Xu Ran found it rather laughable.
If Bibi Dong, the Pope, had not constantly put in good words for Yu Xiaogang, that obscure hypocrite would not even have qualified to be brought up for discussion. It was only because of people's faith in Bibi Dong that Yu Xiaogang had gained some fame.
At the root of it all, he still relied on a woman, living off