My New Friends

"Sigh, have you heard? In order to craft her a sword, our small sect leader caused her mother to die."

"Hush… Don't gossip about this matter. It's fine if you keep it to yourself."

"I heard that a male disciple was severely wounded while sparring with her a few days ago!"

"It can't be, right? She's that ruthless now?"

"That's why no one dares to approach her now…"

Liu Qianhuan was sitting on a flight of steps. The warm sunshine beat upon her cold and emotionless face, and it made her appear all the more cold and lonely.

She had a strong spiritual connection with the Great Ice Sword, and her hearing was also especially good.

She heard every word of the two disciple's muted conversation.

However, she didn't flare up in rage. She remained silent as she sat on the steps. Because she felt that those people were absolutely correct.