but the love inside them was not. No matter how far the soul had been scattered, Qiao Zhi had always known that she would follow it.
She lowered her eyes before her expression could give too much away. "Gu Yangjin. I have heard the name, of course."
"Everyone who follows the Jianghu has heard it by now," Xan Min said. "She is eighteen, and her cultivation has already reached the early Martial Lord Realm. She defeated three famous young experts during a private gathering in the east, and apparently she understood the central principle of the Falling Moon Sword Manual after seeing only half of the technique. The report says her instructors are struggling to find opponents who can help her improve without simply being overwhelmed."
"That sounds lonely," Qiao Zhi said before she could stop herself.
Her mothers looked at her.
