Zhang Xiaohua spoke lightly, and Valley Master Nie also nodded slightly, patting him on the shoulder to show that he understood. Manager Yang, who was waiting not far away, watched with a feeling of a father-in-law bidding farewell to his son-in-law.
Then, Zhang Xiaohua, with a slap, followed Manager Yang along with Huanhuan. He looked back from afar, bowed his hand to the people of Huichun Valley who were still standing in place, and then turned his head, following the convoy of the Xiang Sect, gradually moving further away and disappearing from sight.
Looking at Zhang Xiaohua, who had become a small dot in the distance, Nie Qianrong rode her horse to Valley Master Nie's side and said, "Daddy, I've always wanted to remind you, but I got married early and didn't dare to discuss the affairs of the valley rashly. Now that the envoy of the Xiang Sect has left, I can't hold it in anymore, I want to..."
