The red sun hung high in the sky, and Zhang Xiaohua, dressed in a brand-new outfit, walked out of the courtyard with one hand holding Sibuxiang Huanhuan and the other carrying Prajna Heavy Sword.
Outside the courtyard, Dream was standing with a smile.
When Zhang Xiaohua saw her, he couldn't help but laugh, "We said goodbye yesterday, didn't we? You don't have to see me off. I'm just going for a walk. The Sect Leader has kindly allowed me to go find someone to lend a hand, and there shouldn't be any danger."
Dream tilted her head, slightly frowning, "I don't know why, but I can't bear to part with you, so I still want to see you off!"
Zhang Xiaohua looked around nervously, "Isn't this drawing too much attention? Will it make the other Senior Sisters of Mocu Palace jealous?"
