Old Friend, Gift of the Sword

Feng Ruoxue emptied the wine from the jug in her hand with a single gulp. She glanced at the two individuals before rising to her feet and leaving directly.

"Sir, why did that woman attack that man?" Mu Yuyan inquired.

"Perhaps she intervened out of a sense of justice? Heh, I didn't sense any hostility from her," Gu Lan replied gently, with a soft smile.

"But it seems something is concealing her aura, making it difficult to discern her cultivation level with aura reading techniques," Gu Lan continued.

Mu Yuyan and Gu Lan exchanged messages through telepathy. Mu Yuyan recalled the gaze of Feng Ruoxue just moments ago, stirring a familiar sensation within her, different from the familiarity she felt in the Spirit Gathering Immortal Valley.

"Someone dared to lay hands on the Fengyang City Lord in Fengyang City. Truly, they are tired of living!"