While the meeting that would determine White Moon Sect's future was underway inside the Sect Hall, the atmosphere elsewhere was considerably lighter.
Under Zhi Mo's guidance, Su Mo and Yang Qingxi soon arrived before a walled courtyard situated in one of the quieter areas of the sect.
Just as they were about to enter—
"Who goes there?!"
An alert voice rang out.
A beautiful young woman stood near the entrance. Her sharp gaze landed directly on the three newcomers. The sword hanging at her waist and her vigilant posture made it obvious she wasn't merely guarding the place for appearances.
Zhi Mo immediately cupped his fists.
"Greetings, Senior."
The young woman nodded calmly.
"Speak. What are you doing here? This is Elder Song's personal courtyard. Unauthorized personnel are not permitted to enter."
