Jiang Chenyu was looked at with suspicious eyes, and her face immediately showed a look of grievance.
"I have no cultivation power now. How could I possibly signal anyone?"
Although she indeed wanted to, she hadn't done so.
Before Jiang Chenyu could speak in her defense, Lin Yun said, "It shouldn't be her. We might have been watched since the moment we arrived in Haizhou."
Lin Yun chose to trust Jiang Chenyu. This statement of certainty immediately moved Jiang Chenyu so much that tears nearly fell from her eyes.
But she probably knew that as a five-hundred-year-old girl, it wouldn't be proper to cry all the time, so she held the tears back in her eyes, trying hard not to let them fall.
This pitiful look made the Flower Fairy very uncomfortable.
"When I hurt her previously, it's not like I injured her brain!"
While the Flower Fairy was lost in her wild thoughts, Lin Yun began to contemplate a strategy to break through the situation.
