Facing the wine cup elevated high in Bai Lingmiao's hand, everyone's eyes widened. What on earth had happened to Miss Bai, for her to have changed so drastically? The Bai Lingmiao of the past would have never done such a thing.
Although they were puzzled, faced with the real master of the village, everyone still picked up their cups in twos and threes and toasted to Bai Lingmiao.
When others had started to eat again, Chun Xiaoman returned to Bai Lingmiao's side, eagerly took her hand, and asked anxiously, "Miaomiao, what in the world happened? You seem like a completely different person now!"
Bai Lingmiao was carefree, grabbing a piece of chicken and stuffing it into her mouth. While chewing, she said, "It's nothing, just held Li Huowang's sword for a bit."
"What?!" Chun Xiaoman's voice almost lifted the roof; she had seen the consequences of Scholar Lv holding a sword.