"State your name, age, and cultivation." The older outer disciple questioned, looking at Ming Muwan with curiosity.
"Ming Muwan, thirteen year old, Eighth Stage Body Tempering."
Immediately, Fang Cheng face froze.
"Ming of the Ming estate?" He stammered, his voice shaking slightly.
"Hm." She nodded.
Seeing this, he hissed with cold breath. This is indirectly because of Shi Jing.
Before, the Ming family was somewhat considerable, but after Shi Jing's appearance, this name propelled toward the star!
Quickly, he recovered his demeanor and began jotting down Ming Muwan's information.
As he was doing this, Ming Muwan simply wore a smile. Her gaze wandered upward, toward the peaks of the Sword Cloud Manor.
From these peaks, Shi Jing's figure appear in her mind.
'Sir Shi Jing is famous and has great talent… I cannot compare to him. I had this feeling ever since our first meeting, I wonder if we can meet again.' She sighed inwardly.
