Lu Qianxue laughed. She was originally a radiant woman, even at over thirty years old, she appeared as if she were in her twenties. Her smile was like a blossoming spring flower, as if the gloomy sky was scattered by sunlight, as if the turbid canal was stirred by a clear stream, making it impossible for anyone to look away.
However, her smile carried no warmth, as she casually said, "Then there's no need to leave, and as for your Stinky Insect Sword Sect, it doesn't need to stay either."
"Such bold words, what makes you think you can do that?"
"Nothing in particular!" Lu Qianxue spoke calmly, "Send a message to the Northern Land, before the full moon, I want no Xianglong Sword Sect left in Jianghu!" This last sentence was naturally not meant for him.
Upon hearing this, Sang Daokun almost laughed out loud. Where did this madwoman come from, speaking such ludicrous words?
After all, the Xianglong Sword Sect was not an ordinary shop, can it be dismissed just like that? Ridiculous.
