But just then, a few more figures flew down from the cliff and chased after second uncle Feng.
Ling Chuxi quickly lowered her head and hid her figure. A clamor came from the top of the cliff. It was obvious that many of the flower stream valley disciples had gathered.
Ling Chuxi couldn't help but smile bitterly. At first, she had thought that he was trying to lure the Tiger away from the mountain. In the end, it had only become beating the grass and alerting the snake.
The appearance of Feng lengsong and the other person had already aroused the vigilance of the flower stream valley. Ling Chuxi knew that even if she sneaked in, she would not have a chance to make a move, so she took advantage of the fact that she had not been discovered and quickly slipped away.
Even when she returned to the Hanqing pool, Ling Chuxi was still a little depressed. If not for Feng lengsong and his nephew's appearance tonight, she might have already snuck into the flower stream valley.
