Sword energy scattered in all directions. Lu Mingshu only felt a vigorous force pushing her, and she went back a few steps, only barely stopping.
She felt an iron-like taste gushing up her throat. She swallowed it down and turned to the person who just arrived.
He was wearing the turquoise shirt that symbolized the Ye Family. He was bulky, and he had a messy beard and hair.
It was another old man.
He stood with his hands behind his back, and his composure radiated power. It was a Spirit Realm elder.
Lu Mingshu wiped the blood away from the corner of her mouth and stood upright. "The Ye Family is really something else; even a Spirit Realm is here. Aren't you all valuing me too highly?"
The Spirit Realm elder hummed. "Young lady, if a Harmonization Realm cultivator can't suppress you, why can't a Spirit Realm cultivator come?"