Looming Dark Clouds
Éditeur: Henyee Translations
However, there was not one bit of excitement or joy. Although it was the Three Sects' total victory, there was not a hint of joy on the faces of the Holy Water Sect's three peak masters.
After returning to their courtyard, all the senior sisters ran over to give her gifts. They said euphemistically that since their little junior sister had achieved glory for the Holy Water Sect, they had to gift the first place winner presents.
Xu Shanshan gifted her a dagger that was a level-15 mystic weapon. She told her that she had brought it out from the Maple Pavilion and that it was quite convenient to use.
Qiao Mu intuitively felt that it was a bit strange. Her senior sisters ran over one by one to present her with gifts that were all considerably valuable.
"What happened?" Qiao Mu asked sternly.