Circe paid the pupils no mind as her expression remained ice-cold and unmoving. She opened her mouth to speak, her ice-cold voice ringing through the Wudang Sect.
"I am Circe Newman from the Lange household. Have Graham Potter see me immediately."
Her voice was soft, but it radiated unspeakable power.
Circe Newman?
The square fell silent as the pupils glanced at each other. The Wudang Sect and the Langes were now deadly enemies, and they would have never guessed that Circe would be so brave as to break into the Wudang Sect on her own.
The Wudang Sect was one of the proper sects of the New World, whether one liked it or not. Did the lady have a death wish showing up alone with the intention to provoke?
A long silence passed before an elite pupil stepped out of the crowd to stare at Circe with the ghost of a smile on his face.
"And here I was, thinking who that was. It's the Lange beauty! Why are you looking for our Sect Master? Have you come to offer your hand in marriage so you can be his wife? Heh. It's a pity Brother Graham is the Sect Master now. He's way too good for you."
As the words rang through the air, the crowd burst into laughter.
Everyone knew that Graham and Circe were deeply in love, to the point where they had been close to getting married, only for things to take a sharp turn.
Graham had been framed for killing Zenyi…
"How dare you!"
Circe's expression darkened at the words, her gaze glinting murderously.
As the words rang through the air, Circe moved with her long sword in hand, tearing through the air to land on the ground. She drove her long sword right into the elite pupil's chest.
Circe moved too fast for the pupil to react, and his chest was struck immediately. He fell onto the ground, losing his breath and dying instantly.
'Motherf*cker!'
The other pupils could hardly contain their rage at the sight.
All of a sudden, a few roars rang through the air as a few figures were seen hurrying over from the mountains behind.
They were the elders of the Wudang Sect, all clad in gray robes.
The elders could hardly contain their rage at the sight of Circe. "Circe? You've got some nerve breaking into the Wudang Sect."
As the words rang through the air, the elders glowered furiously at Circe.
Circe gripped her long sword and roared, "Cut the crap! Get Graham to hand over my niece now, or I'll wipe out the entire Wudang Sect."
The head elder frowned at her words. "Our Sect Master isn't in. Also, the Wudang Sect has nothing to do with your little Veron going missing."
As he spoke, the head elder cast a glance at the square. He flared up in anger at the sight of the wounded pupils. "Surrender now, or you'll be sure to regret it."
The great Wudang Sect had been thrown into chaos by a mere woman. How would they hold up their reputation if they just let it happen?
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