"Who said they're going to break that door?"
A cold, calm voice rang out from behind them.
Everyone turned to see who it was.
And when they did—their faces turned pale. What they saw left them stunned.
A girl.
At first glance, she looked like any other Inner Disciple—quiet, unassuming, almost forgettable.
Most hadn't heard much about her, and she seemed to prefer it that way. Always hiding in the background, wrapped in mystery.
But those from the Inner Sect knew better.
She was anything but ordinary.
Her long, silk-blue hair flowed gently in the breeze, and her icy blue eyes shimmered like frozen glass.
The moment she stepped forward, the air itself seemed to grow colder.
Min Shing's heart skipped a beat.
"W-What is she doing here?" he thought, shocked to his core.
One of his subordinates whispered, "Is she here for the artifact too?"
"Idiot," another snapped in a hushed voice. "Do you really think she needs something like that? She's about to become a Core Disciple."
