This is the symbol of power and status.
At this moment, Gu Jianlin suddenly turned his gaze toward someone—
Mu Qingyou.
"Is something the matter?"
Mu Qingyou's eyes as she looked at him were complex, especially when they landed on the sword scabbard in his hand.
As an inheritor of the Sword Tomb, it was impossible for her not to recognize what this was.
She also knew that the young man before her had a significant connection with her junior sister.
Back then, she had even wanted to recruit this young man.
But now, it seemed there was no longer a chance.
"Do you know Tang Zijing?"
Gu Jianlin asked calmly.
When Mu Qingyou heard that name, her face turned cold. She replied, "Of course. Both of my elder brothers died by his hands. How could I not know him? He is the disgrace of the Sword Tomb, the shame of the Ether Association. If you want more details, then I'm not the one to ask. When he defected, I was still very young."
