48. Truly, there has never been such a wonderful start.

Daylight wearily settled down above Sword Peak, as if even it disliked the chill here, bringing down with it a frigid coolness.

On the open ground,

Many girls looked on at this scene, with a feeling of awe inexplicably rising in their hearts.

They had never imagined that Fang Yuan would one day carry such a demeanor.

Liu Ruoxue stared intently, watching the calm-faced girl, and inexplicably thought of that scene under the moonlit night.

Her hand, hidden beneath her sleeve, couldn't help but clench tighter.

Xu Yuan slowly sheathed his sword.

Although ignored by him, the Sword Garment girl seemed to show little intention of becoming angry. She was indifferent and calm, like a sword. Conversely, the dozen or so girls who had a conflict with him earlier seemed somewhat frantic, hastening to speak, "Fang Yuan, what do you mean? Yun is asking you a question?!"

It seemed as if Xu Yuan's disregard extended not just to her, but to them as well.