Zhuo Ling stood atop a mountain peak within the First Courtyard's territory. The Spiritual Qi was so thin here that even grass and trees struggled to grow.
It was practically a barren wasteland.
It would take countless years for the Spiritual Qi to blanket this area.
"Miss Zhuo, are you planning to deal with that Jiang Man?" a man beside her asked.
Zhuo Ling was silent for a moment before saying, "Not exactly. I don't want to be his enemy, either. The family clearly wants to win him over."
"I can't go against the family."
Zhuo Ling understood her cousin's plan.
But she didn't agree with the method.
"Then, Miss Zhuo, if you run into him, what exactly is the plan? Do you need our help?" the woman on her other side asked.
She was also quite curious about this Jiang Man.
After all, few people would so openly advocate for all-night Cultivation.
People like that usually hid in the shadows.
They were terrified of being discovered cultivating all night.
