The Sword Forest.
The burial ground for swords of the Celestial Sword Lineage.
It was also where the Disciples were laid to rest after their passing.
Zhu Ju walked up to a giant sword-shaped stone monument, where he saw Qu Hongxiao holding a broom, sweeping fallen leaves from the stone steps.
The first snow had just melted, leaving fallen leaves piled high.
Her slender figure moved with a limp and a hobble, and her dusty, gray clothes looked as if they hadn't been washed in ages.
"Senior Brother Zhu."
Hearing the footsteps behind her, Qu Hongxiao, her face covered in grime, turned around, her eyes bursting with joy.
"You're here."
"Yes."
Zhu Ju spoke.
"Didn't they say the misunderstanding was cleared up?"
"The ones who framed you were punished by the Law Enforcement Hall. One of them was nearly expelled from the Sect."
"Yes," Qu Hongxiao nodded.
