Back in the territory of the six ancient clans, in the tent of the five brothers, Xu Xiang suddenly sneezed several times in succession.
"Achoo!" She touched her nose in confusion.
'Did I catch a cold?'
A Lu Zhi, who was sitting in front of her, looked at her with pity, and asked, "Xu Xiang, are you sick? Why do you keep sneezing?"
Shaking her head in confusion, she replied: "I don't know. I'm not feeling sick or uncomfortable at all. I don't think I have a cold, do I?"
Shrugging his shoulders, A Lu Zhi chuckled and said, "How do I know? I'm not a physician and I don't know anything about medicine."
She scratched her cheek and said, "Well, as long as I'm not sick, then forget it."
After waiting for a while, the curtain opened. A Lu Ge looked in and saw his fourth elder brother and Xu Xiang there. With a bright smile on his face, he walked in and sat beside her.
