With a thought, Qiao Mu summoned the Startled Swan Dagger back to her fingers with a swish.
That sharp dagger twirled for a bit before disappearing into her conscious pool.
At this time, Fan Qiuming hastily rushed forward to support Fan Qiuhe before slinking away with the other people from the Fan Clan.
Qiao Mu stared coldly at the direction they left in and did not say anything more. Then, she nuzzled her head against Mo Lian's chest and looked up at him. "What is it."
Yet Mo Lian didn't release her from his embrace and only smiled as he looked down at her. "Are you feeling better?"
Qiao Mu nodded.
She felt that the air here was much better now after Fan Qiuhe had left.
Every time she saw him, she would continuously recall that dark part of her past, which was truly unbearable.
Of course, in her view, this unbearable feeling would soon be disposed of.
