Wushuang Sword Pavilion

"Then just go for it!"

"We owe our current position to our great ancestor. Without him, Sword Marquis Mansion would have perished a long time ago."

"He had tried so hard to lay the foundation for us. We can't let those pests ruin his efforts."

Jian Yu clenched her hands, her eyes flashing with firm determination.

"Oh right, the Elder left us a manual..." She stared at the token in her hand.

She allowed her consciousness to enter the token. Then, all of a sudden, her eyes opened wide.

"Terrifying! What a terrifying swordsmanship!"

"Do you mean the manual that the Elder gave us?"

"He knows such terrifying swordsmanship and used such amazing skills. Who is he? He can't be great-grandmother's old acquaintance!"

Her great-grandmother had merely reached the Peak of the Yang Void Realm and had not befriended any high-standing individuals. Yet that blind old man had called himself her old friend.