A piece of perilla leaf

As a member of the Hengshan Sect, Zhao Rong's desire to straighten out the workplace grew ever stronger.
As the saying goes, the martial world is slippery, and people's hearts are complicated.
When it comes to art, our Hengshan Sect is crowded with big shots, the sound of Xiaoxiang's night rain, the study of Guangling San, making quite the noise.
But when it comes to combat strength, who can boast about their DPS(damage per second)?
Even Shangguan Yun, who could be laid out in a second by the demonic sect’s elders, had something to say, "I've been part of a raid against a world Boss, what achievements do you from Mount Heng have?"
"Mr. Yue's sister store from next door is behind in management mode, it needs to align with Alliance Hierarch's five-year plan."
"The direction must be clear."
"We need to focus on combat strength, we need to develop the guild!"
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Hengshan Sect's Strongest Sword Cultivator

The usually silent head of the manor suddenly stopped them.


Given the importance of Mei Manor, Master Huang Zhong dared not be careless.


But upon reflection, he thought they were just a young man and woman, unlikely to be anything unusual.


Could they really be the descendants of old acquaintances?


Recalling Gusu, he indeed had friends there, but most had passed away; and even if there were descendants, it would be hard for two such individuals to appear.


He normally stayed in his room playing music and guarding the secret passage, seldom moving about.


When he heard that these two people were arriving, he was both suspicious and unavoidably curious.


Dan Qingsheng asked, "Big brother, do you have any plans?"


An aged voice came from within the pavilion:


"Since such distinguished old friends have arrived, we four friends of Jiangnan mustn't fail in our propriety."


Master Huang Zhong still maintained a degree of caution on his face.


Chapter 161: West Lake Mei Manor (8.484k)_5