Chapter 4: Gu Xin.
Elder Mo’s lips curled ever so slightly as he lifted his hand in a casual gesture.
A soft rustle of robes followed as a young woman stepped forward from the Divine Ice Sect entourage.
She moved with an elegance that silenced the air again with cold and composed like falling snow.
Her presence didn’t scream for attention; it simply made others step back without realizing why.
She wore pale cyan robes with silver embroidery shaped like blooming lotuses, and her dark hair was bound by a thin band of froststeel.
Her expression was as still as a winter lake, her gaze calm and unflinching.
"This is Gu Xin," Elder Mo announced, turning just slightly so the entire pavilion could see her clearly. " She’s a Direct disciple of our sect Master and also happens to be the one engaged to your younger brother, Fang Tian."
When Elder Mo mentioned that Gu Xin was the direct disciple of the Divine Ice Sect’s Sect Master, the entire pavilion trembled, not with sound, but with suppressed disbelief.
Whispers bloomed like wildfire behind silk sleeves.
Even the four great elders, who had maintained the poise of weathered stone until now, couldn’t help but lean subtly toward one another, voices lowered to the barest hum of spiritual transmission.
"Did he say... direct disciple of their sect master?"