Xia Jianlong, after bathing and getting dressed neatly, followed the guidance of a Ming Mountain Sect disciple to a courtyard.
In the vast courtyard, a black ring was quietly floating in the center.
The ring, pitch-black as though it could absorb all light landing upon it, gave Xia Jianlong the sensation of an unfathomably deep darkness.
And a woman, her hands clasped behind her back, stood before the ring, quietly contemplating that void of darkness.
At the indication of the disciple beside him, Xia Jianlong bowed and said, "I greet Sect Leader Zheng."
Zheng Jingshu did not respond but instead gazed at the ring and faintly sighed, "Why do you have only two transmissions?"
Xia Jianlong stiffened upon hearing this, thinking to himself that the rumors were indeed true: the Sect Leader of the Ming Mountain Sect was indeed eccentric and never concerned herself with giving face to others.
