As she passed by Jin Huo and the others, Qin Ruan courteously nodded slightly to the crowd.
Awed by her enigmatic abilities, Jin Huo and his companions immediately showed the utmost respect, kneeling on the ground, hands clasped together, bodies leaning forward and pressing their foreheads to the ground.
Seeing them perform such a grand gesture, Qin Ruan quickened her steps.
Song Qing anxiously followed, her heart in turmoil.
Wu Fan, clutching Yanxuan's arm, hurried after her.
She pinched the flesh inside her junior brother's arm, "You little brat, are you trying to rebel?!"
Yanxuan responded with an unconcerned expression, "Sister, I don't want my cultivation to diminish."
Wu Fan's beautiful eyes flashed fiercely as she questioned him, "So do you want to die?!"
Yanxuan gave her a deep look, keeping his mouth shut, but his eyes seemed to convey a myriad of unspoken words.
...
That very night, Qin Ruan returned to her country.
