Supreme slowly sat down and placed her zither on top of the jade table. She ran her fingers across the strings; each action looked elegant as if she was from a painting.

Ning Jialin found her to be unfathomable so he remained cautious. He had one hand behind his back and summoned a flying dagger, holding it between two fingers.

“I’ve never seen you here before, looks like you’re an intruder as well.” Jialin acted calm.

“The lord of Sacred Court has the last name ‘Long’, not ‘Ning’. My last name just happens to be ‘Long’ as well, I am no intruder.” Supreme remained focused on her zither while answering.

“You’re from the Long?” Jialin became surprised.

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