The disciples at the martial arts hall had long since forgotten about their training.
They were all craning their necks, peeking toward the entrance.
Their gazes darted between Zhou Qingmei and Fang Shuwen.
Little Shiqi, who was supposed to be teaching the disciples, was completely derelict in his duty, leading the crowd of onlookers.
Fang Shuwen paid the background characters no mind. He walked up to Zhou Qingmei and took the pack she was carrying.
He then glanced at the Wind Shock Sword in her hand.
Then, he smoothly took her hand.
"Come with me."
"Alright."
She didn't ask where they were going, nor did she pull her hand away from Fang Shuwen's. She didn't even spare anyone a glance. After her simple, clean reply, she let Fang Shuwen lead her away from the Four Seas Martial Arts Hall.
Little Shiqi and the others stared, dumbfounded.
'The number one beauty of Julu City, the legendary eldest daughter of the Zhou Family, was just... led away by his Sixteenth Brother?'
