A single disciple stood there, dressed in the uniform of the Heavenly Moon Sect's inner house. His long hair was tied back in a ponytail, his posture straight, and his expression calm.
Just a disciple?
"Isn't that… Yu Shen?"
"One of the inner sect disciples..."
"But twenty thousand?!"
"That's enough to bankrupt most Grand elders!"
Even the two enraged elders went completely silent, jaws clenched, their pride crumbling instantly.
Julian leaned back slowly in his chair, his gaze fixed on the bidding disciple below. His lips curled into a sly, knowing smile.
So… she did come after all.
That "disciple" standing so boldly with confidence, was none other than the Sect Leader herself, carefully disguised in male attire.
She came with a different name and face this time, Julian thought, his eyes narrowing slightly.
She was careful, calculated and always two steps ahead.
Meanwhile, on the stage, Fi Feng stood momentarily stunned.
