Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
The dueling ground's altitude was high enough for snow to be falling on it. The sky was gray and free of clouds, tiny snow particles falling from it like white sand.
A woman was already standing in the dueling ground. She was wearing a luxurious emerald green long robe with a mink-hooded windbreaker draped over her shoulders.
The woman was Mu Yinfeng. She was waiting for Mu Ningxue.
Mu Ningxue's hair was already silver-white. The traces of snow on her hair did not look out of place, and were sparkling like crystals.
"The disciples of the Mu Clan are scattered across the country. The clan will never run short of great talents or rising stars." Mu Yinfeng was pacing back and forth. Her antique embroidered shoes left faint footprints on the ground as she gradually raised her voice. "Why do you think of yourself as someone unique and special? Do you really think your Innate Talent is that powerful?"
