C251 A Big Mouth

The night passed without incident.

At the break of dawn the following day, Shen Feixue rose early from her bed. The once bustling disciples of the Sword Unbinding Pavilion had dispersed, leaving behind no clue as to the results of their overnight endeavors.

Since the death of Big Wang, the servants sharing her quarters had grown reticent. Their glances towards Shen Feixue were tinged with fear