"Shut up, don't say my name." Li Zheng bristled at the girl that stood before him.
The tension was thick enough to cut and Yuan Xuelan decided he wanted to step in. Though he had no personal animosity toward her, he didn't want to be taking any chances. Who knew what kind of threat she could pose to his Sumeg?
"No offense, but I'm not taking my chances here," Yuan Xuelan pointed his sword at Xiao Hao, "You got anything to say for yourself?"
Xiao Hao observed the three cultivators. Slowly she let out a long sigh and looked aside. "It's not like you're going to believe anything I say." She pouted.
"It is better than staying silent," Liu Sumeng pointed out.
"Hui Moxiang."
"...?"
"That's my name. My real name," she said. Her dark eyes were overtaken by gold and black hair turned gray.
Liu Sumeng frowned. Hui Moxiang? Where was Hui Moxiang in his previous life? Why couldn't he remember this particular Hui.
