"Leaving now?"
Shang Shiqiu pointed at the vanished hidden space: "Fan Jiang is still in there."
"Just leaving him?"
Even if he isn't one of your disciples, you wouldn't just abandon him like that, would you?
Yunyang gently poked her forehead: "Use your head more."
"With so many of us here, staying neither leaving nor doing anything."
"Won't Ren Guhong and Wu Manyue become suspicious?"
"Besides, if Fan Jiang could outsmart those two, he's no fool."
"If he dared to go in, he naturally has his reasons."
"We should leave quickly and not draw attention to him. That's what we should really be doing."
Shang Shiqiu grumbled, feeling chastised.
Pouting, she mumbled quietly: "Talking about me, huh."
"When you're reading books, you're even dumber than I am."
"Hmph."
Inside the hidden space.
As soon as Jiang Fan stepped in, he felt a suffocatingly dense Yin Qi.
It seeped through every pore, desperately trying to invade his body.
