Song Qingzhi, accompanied by Song Cheng and Sima Qiuhua, stepped out of the palace and prepared to head to Bi Lake Mountain to demand justice.
"Hmm!?"
"Lu Changsheng!"
As the three approached the mountain gate, Song Cheng and Sima Qiuhua suddenly spotted a man in a green robe not far away. The man was strikingly handsome, exuding a demeanor as elegant and unworldly as a lofty pine tree swaying in the wind. Their expressions froze momentarily.
They hadn't expected that shortly after their own return, Lu Changsheng would show up at Qingyun Sect as well.
This affirmed their suspicion—Lu Changsheng must have come here to seek an audience with Xiao Xiyue.
"Shi Niang..."
Song Cheng immediately turned to address his master's wife, Song Qingzhi, respectfully.
"Hmm, so he is Lu Changsheng?"
Song Qingzhi's black hair was elegantly coiled into a jeweled bun, and she wore a loose-fitting green Daoist robe that did little to conceal her voluptuous and perfectly proportioned figure.
