The snow drifted down upon No-Sword Peak, shrouded in a thin veil of mist.
Two or three fire-scorched yet defiant barren trees stood on the snow, swaying in the wind.
All of this should have been extremely chilly and desolate.
But that dense crowd shattered the elegance of this ink-painted snowy scene!
Upon hearing Su Bei's words, Wenren Pingxin looked at him with a peculiar expression.
Then he curled his lips in disdain, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes.
What the hell?
Acting!
No women in his heart?
If there were no women in his heart, where were his eyeballs looking just now?
He wasn't blind, after all!
The Sword Sect Disciples, upon hearing Su Bei's words, felt as if they had been enlightened in an instant!
Su Bei's indifferent words echoed over No-Sword Peak like the profound sound of the Great Dao, illuminating their hearts and minds!
Some disciples even gasped sharply!
"HISS!"
"HISS!"
"HISS, HISS, HISS!"
