Capítulo 36: Thirty-six, fortunes change with time

When several people arrived at Shenwu Hall, they saw the ground was filled with disciples, each one of them crying so heart-wrenchingly that their wails echoed to the heavens.

Sangmo bent over as she passed through the crowd, coming up to a figure with a scallion aroma that stung the nose, and tugged at the person's sleeve.

Bai Mucheng stopped her exaggerated crying, turned her head with reddened eyes to glance at Sangmo, and then pulled her to kneel beside her.

"Sister, you dropped your scallion." Sangmo stumbled and knelt down, whispering.

Upon hearing this, Bai Mucheng quickly picked up the piece of scallion from the ground, looked around to see if anyone noticed, and then resumed her dramatic wailing.

Sangmo leaned in and whispered, "Sister, what's going on? Is the Sect Leader really dead?"