Chapter 1314

In the courtyard.

Zhang Boxin was tense, not daring to even breathe too loudly, standing stiffly upright, afraid of showing any disrespect.

As an outer disciple, the gap between him and the elders was even greater than that between the servants and him.

A single word from an elder could send him soaring into the sky, or could ruin everything he had, and could even cost him his life.

Tang Ying's attire today was completely different from last night's.

She was dressed in all white today, her beautiful face with a touch of heroism was very charming.

But what was even more captivating was her unique temperament.

She was like a sharp sword, inspiring awe, yet also intense longing.

She kept her hair cut short to her ears, a rarity in the Suoming continent.

The reason for this was simply because she felt it was a waste of time to manage a long hair. She preferred to spend her time and energy on sword practice and cultivation, and was not interested in anything else.