As expected, the next day, Yun Chujiu heard the news that Si Ping had committed suicide in the discipline hall.
Yun chujiu curled the corners of her lips. It seemed that the other party was quite afraid of Elder Duanmu and was afraid that he would be found out. In that case, she had to win elder Duanmu over, at the critical moment, if he and elder Dongfang worked together, they could save her little life.
Therefore, hei xinjiu hopped to the No. 1 Sword Forging Hall of the upper house. The two disciples who were guarding the door were still looking at her arrogantly:
“Didn’t you finish your mission yesterday? Why are you here again? Is this where you should be? ! Leave now, or don’t blame us for being rude!”
Yun chujiu ignored them and shouted while stretching her neck, “Elder Duanmu, Elder Duanmu...”
The two gatekeeping disciples wished they could shut her mouth. If they disturbed elder Duanmu while he was forging his sword, they might be angry.