"Mo Qing, sister, why hasn't Yun Xiao arrived yet?"
In a certain place, a girl asked with a peculiar tone, drawing a sudden turn of the head from a girl in black next to her, who stared at her face, seemingly trying to discern some hint.
"Hanyi senior sister, it seems you're quite concerned about the affairs of our Jade Pot Sect!"
The one speaking was Mo Qing, once the number one genius of the Jade Pot Sect, and her question contained a layer of implied meaning. It was unclear whether the girl beside her understood that or not.
And the girl who first spoke was naturally Liu Hanyi of the Luoyi Sect from the Xuanyue Empire. With her keenness, she could hear the unusual undertone — or perhaps, a hint of inexplicable... hostility in Mo Qing's voice.
"Heh, Yun Xiao is my lifesaver after all. To repay such a great favor, if possible, even offering myself in marriage is something I could consider!"
