"Heh, Brother Li, I didn't expect even you to come. It seems the charm of that Lady Xue from Xuanyin Hall is not insignificant!"
"Brother Yan, didn't you also come? Everyone knows what's going on, haha!"
"To be honest, what does that Lady Xue from Xuanyin Hall actually look like? Could it be she's too ugly to find a husband, so she's spreading word to find a match?"
"Silence! If you don't want to live, don't drag us down with you!"
"I heard that Lady Xue suffers from Innate Pulse Cutting. Is it because of this?"
"..."
On the second floor of a medium-sized inn in Extreme Yin Palace, several tables of young cultivators gathered in small groups, constant discussions coming from their mouths. Some spoke recklessly, but were quickly reminded by others not to speak carelessly.
