"That's Senior Sister Qingxuan of the Holy Thunder Hall!"
"Even though the majority of the Holy Thunder Hall are females, they're extremely overbearing. What are they doing here?"
"They can't be here for Senior Brother Lei Ming, can they?"
"Hush! Lower your volumes. Let us just wait and see."
All the surrounding disciples were extremely curious. To them, the way the situation was playing out seemed a little complex.
At this moment, the leader of the women had a composed aura to her. However, from the side of her eyes, one could make out the sharp gaze she had. That curvy and defined body of hers attracted the eyes of everyone present. But, for the most part, they did not dare to gape at her body too much. After all, that sharp gaze she had was way too intense.
Qingxuan walked over in a straight path and was followed by four other women. The faces of these women were cold as though they were way too superior for anyone to pander after.