Tianming shot a glance at Long Longlong; the youth that had been so dissatisfied with how things turned out was completely stupefied at the sight of the Sky Palace stigma on his forehead. His will was already crumbling. His mother had just consoled him that he was far superior than Tianming in terms of talent and would be able to surpass him one day, but the Sky Palace had changed everything.

"Master," Tianming and Yu Ziqian greeted Jiang Qingliu. Tianming noted the gentle and beautiful woman that stood beside him. Though she stood out from the others with her beauty, she didn't act cold at all. Her smile actually seemed particularly pleasant, especially with that dimple. The gaze with which she looked at him...