She got back to Zenith.
He was sitting down next to several other villagers, conversing in a lighthearted mood. It made Xu Jiaqi even more disturbed. Her heart wasn't in peace. It was completely out of her usual tendencies.
In one motion, she threw the ball of wind magic that contained their valuables without warning. The wind magic coating was broken, and the items inside spilled outwards. With an annoyed face, she left without saying a word, as if she was a child throwing a tantrum.
Xu Jiaqi thought that she was sensible.
Sensible to the point that she would get called a robot from time to time. But now, it felt like she was terribly affected by the littlest things.
She went to the nearest inn and checked into a room, paying the innkeeper money and laying down on the mattress.
