Jiang Fan ran all the way to the steps of the square.
Facing Qian Lan Fairy who swiftly approached, he reminded:
"Qian Lan, halt."
"All the guests are here, don't lose your composure."
Qian Lan Fairy huffed, "Where did you, Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion, get other guests from?"
"Trying to trick me?"
"I must chop you today..."
She leaped onto the platform steps.
Only then did she realize that both sides of the main hall were filled with people.
Bai Xin, householder of Qintian Bureau.
Sanqian Shangren from the Ten Thousand Tribulations Holy Temple, master of the Five Divisions.
The abbot of White Horse Temple, along with Dharma Seal Vajra and other monks.
Owner of Jiangshan First-class Building.
Qi Yin Master from the Heaven and Sea Pavilion.
Almost all were prominent figures from the Taicang State that she had to address as seniors.
They all looked at Qian Lan Fairy, who was holding a forty-meter-long knife, with curious expressions.
