Chapter 483: The Tone-Deaf's Disciples

"Are you the disciples of the tone-deaf?" Song Mengmeng's face paled slightly. "Indeed!" the woman declared proudly. "So, perish!" As her words echoed, the woman lifted her delicate hand and struck a note on the ancient zither. The note transformed into a fierce tiger, charging forward, its sharp claws targeting Song Mengmeng. Witnessing this, Song Mengmeng's expression grew serious. She flipped her hand, and a sword appeared. She was a sword cultivator too! Salimu Lim glanced at her and instantly...