The next day, perhaps due to Lin Qing's long absence, the Liuyun Sect sent someone over again.
When Chen Muxue arrived at the conference hall once more, she saw a disciple of the Liuyun Sect, arms crossed with a sword and a stalk of cameo grass in his mouth, leaning against the wall with an indifferent and inscrutable look.
Cen Lizhui, worried about Chen Muxue, stepped forward immediately and said coldly, "It's rather impolite to hold a sword upon meeting, isn't it?"
The disciple froze for a moment, then stood up straight and scratched his head awkwardly, "Ah... Doesn't this look cool? I heard from the senior brother that the heroes practicing sword arts outside all pose like this, super cool."
As he spoke, he spat out the cameo grass with a few 'pfft' sounds.
Chen Muxue recognized this little disciple; she had once made noodles at the Liuyun Sect, and this little disciple had queued for half a day but didn't get to eat because Lin Qing tricked him and took the noodles away.
