The green-clothed woman gave Zhou Yan a somewhat inexplicable look. Her expression momentarily stilled, but she said nothing and directly opened the jade bottle, taking out an elixir and swallowing it.
Then, she just quietly watched Zhou Yan.
"You..."
After a long time, the green-clothed woman suddenly spoke.
However, her tone was definitely not like that of strangers greeting each other; rather, it was like that of someone who had been familiar for a long time.
"If you have something to say, just say it,"
Zhou Yan said softly, with an undisturbed heart.
"Back then, I wronged you, but over these many years, I've received retribution. I awakened my father's Ghost Sword Saint's inheritance, but I couldn't inherit it. I just hope you won't make things difficult for my disciple. I'm willing to bear the consequences of everything from back then..."
As the green-clothed woman spoke, a desolate and regretful look appeared on her face.
