"Aunt Lian, is that the one from Shushan just now?" The lady in green asked the black man beside her in a gentle and delicate voice.
"According to its dress, it belongs to the Shushan Sect," the woman in black said indifferently.
"From the looks of it, his cultivation is not high, and it can be said that it is very low. It seems that he has only cultivated the Taoist scripture to the third level. How can such a disciple be sent to West Lake? Is there no one in Shushan now?" the woman in green pursed her mouth and said.
"Mount Shu has stood firm in the Divine Land for thousands of years and its Tao is exquisite. Perhaps it's a prodigy who went down the mountain on purpose to gain experience. Perhaps, it's separated from its fellow disciples," the woman in black said coldly, her tone devo
