Sharp gazes, akin to swords, were directed at the platform where the Dance Tool Dao Academy was established, and what made Chen Mobai feel most perturbed was a valiant woman from the Mountain and Sea School wearing a dark green fitted dress, a sword at her waist, and having well-rounded, lengthy legs.
This must be Pei Qingshuang.
[Not bad, she's worthy of being next in line to me on the list.]
Feeling the tangible sword intent within Pei Qingshuang's gaze, Chen Mobai suddenly had an urge to spar and learn from her.
The exchange of glances between the two naturally attracted everyone's attention.
"Ahem, ahem!"
Seeing the discussions arise, Zong Zi, acting as the host under the prompting glances from Wenren Xuewei, had to clear his throat, draw everyone's gaze to himself and recall the past, envisioning the present.