Chu Liuyue blinked, and her lips seemed to curl up at an extremely faint angle. "Okay."
Then, she didn't hesitate further as she swiftly turned around to leave. She headed toward the Fantasy Divine Hall.
Su Li and the rest also followed suit.
Xiao Ba glanced with her pretty eyes and scrutinized Yan Qing.
Yan Qing seemed to feel it and looked over. One couldn't tell his emotions from his handsome and cold face.
Xiao Ba lightly grunted. "It seems like I can't address you as 'Brother Yan Qing' anymore. It won't be good if I offend you, Lord Left Divine General."
Yan Qing's chest felt tight.
But without waiting for him to say anything, Xiao Ba had already walked forward. "Master, Seventh Brother, wait for me!"
As she spoke, she held her injured leg and followed them in small steps.
Her footsteps were hurried, and her long skirt flowed with the wind. The crisp sound of the crushed gems could be heard occasionally.
