The surroundings seemed to quiet down all at once.
So quiet that even the wind could be heard.
"Disciple Wang Junze, wishes to join the Profound Moon Sword Sect!"
With her back facing Sword Peak, Su Yuwei faintly caught Wang Junze's voice. Her throat turned sweet, a surge of backward blood bubbled up, staining her lips red, but she forced it down, swallowing it hard.
"Miss, are you alright?"
At some point, Lu Qing had quietly walked over, standing beside Su Yuwei to inquire softly.
"It's nothing, just an old injury acting up."
Reaching out to wipe the blood off the corner of her mouth, Su Yuwei's expression turned cold and indifferent once more.
"Miss, why bother like this? Wouldn't it be better if you just told him the truth?" Lu Qing gave a bitter smile.
"Tell him what?"
