Die Mei listened by the side, her heart tossing with towering waves, yet terrified.
But on the surface, she was as calm as a dried-up well, without a ripple, eyes still lowered, a demeanor of dare not to defy Yue Mei's words.
Yue Mei seemed arrogant, but in reality, she was not difficult to get along with. Disciples from such great sects could be controlled with a few compliments, unlike those from noble families who are experts in intrigue and scheming. Die Mei found dealing with Yue Mei quite effortless.
The disciples who accompanied Yue Mei to Sifang City today were all her confidants, and Elder Ying was an old-timer of the sect, so Yue Mei never doubted them.
Yue Mei spoke confidently, but the Sifang City Lord wasn't happy about it.
"Miss Yue, do you know the true origin of the Demon Awakening Gate? And how much do you know about the consequences of opening it?"
