"Uh..."
Now, the pressure was on Master Changchun.
He looked at Shouzhe awkwardly and said, "What do you think, how should we handle this matter?"
"The night is deep, and most guests have already rested," Wang Shouzhe said. "Master, why don't you rest for the night, and tomorrow morning, I'll gather the guests and explain everything clearly."
Following his advice, Master Changchun went back to the small house to rest, while Wang Shouzhe and a few disciples temporarily stayed outside the house.
Initially, Wang Shouzhe's arrangement seemed fine.
But at dawn, just as the sky began to show a faint white line, a dazzling light pierced through the clouds, rushing in from the distant sky.
A vast icy chill descended from the sky, instantly covering half of Changchun Valley.
The disciples in the valley were startled awake by the commotion and came out to check. They saw in the snow-light, a woman dressed in palace attire, descending on an ice crystal longsword.
