Chapter: 132
�Yong�Seol-ran.�
�I heard that among the disciples of Abbess of Nine Calamities, there is a disciple whose appearance is like that of a fairy and has a talent that pierces the sky� it must have been you.�
�Those are all just exaggerated rumors.�
Yong Seol-ran shook her head slightly.
The First Sword thought that she was beautiful.
�Ha�hah! I guess being an assassin for decades was useless.��
He felt that decades of his life had been denied.
First sword died in despair.
Yong Seol-ran looked at the First Sword with sad eyes for a moment, and then moved towards the Guhwasata
Around the Guhwasata, all the great disciples of the Emei Sect had gathered.
Jeonghwa, Cheolsim, Doyeon, Dansim, Unmong.
All of them were direct disciples of the Guhwasata and the senior sisters of Yong Seol-ran.
As the Yong Seol-ran approached, Jeonghwa opened her mouth.
�You�re late, youngest. What kind of conversation did you have with an assassin?�
�I�m sorry, senior sister.�
Yong Seol-ran replied calmly.
Jeonghwa�s eyebrows twitched slightly at Yong Seol-ran�s attitude. However, she didn�t say anything more because it was in front of the Guhwsata.�
Yong Seol-ran was a very important figure in the Emei sect in many ways.�
She would be playing the largest role in the future plans of the Guhwasata. So Jeonghwa couldn�t treat her like that.
That was then.
Two of the Emei sect�s disciples dragged a person in the front of Jeonghwa.�
It was the Fourth Sword who had both of his arms and legs cut off. The Emei disciples threw the Fourth Sword in front of Jeonghwa as if he was trash.
�This is the person in charge of leading the newly trained assassins to the vicinity of Qingcheng mountain.�
Guhwasata looked at the Fourth Sword with contemptuous eyes.
The kind of people she hated the most were the assassins. Humans who only need money to kill and do not need any other cause or justification.�
Assassins were the most unworthy of living among the many types of human beings in the world.
�Exactly how many assassins did you take with you?�
�Ugh! Why do you ask�?�
The Fourth sword could barely raise his blood-stained face and looked at the Abbess of Nine Calamities.�
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