As for that unpredictable Demon Sect Lady, Li Zhibai couldn't get a word in, so whatever the Chaoyun Sect's attitude towards the Demon Sect was afterward, good or bad, it had nothing to do with her, essentially an outsider.
In a strict sense, she was only the Honored Guest Elder of Muyu Peak in the Chaoyun Sect, an indisputable outsider.
Shi Qingjun placed her wine cup on the flat area beside the railing, looking at Beisang City's hustling and harmonious demeanor.
Though centered around a brothel and the red-light district, the place indeed appeared peaceful and serene... Suppose Zhu Tongjun could stay here forever, then long-term peace and stability wouldn't just be empty talk.
"It's time to call her Pingniang now," Shi Qingjun suddenly said.
Li Zhibai was momentarily taken aback, then nodded: "I'm still not used to it."
She had been calling her Tong Jun for countless years.
"It's a good name though," Shi Qingjun remarked. "She's changed a lot."
A good name...
