"Sister?"
The girl's eyes shimmered, revealing a touch of surprise and joy.
"Yes, my sister is very powerful."
Thinking of his sister, Lin Yixuan showed the pure innocence of a youth. His slightly upturned eyebrows reflected his good mood.
"Yixuan!"
Feng Yi arrived just in time and descended from the mountain valley with his Flying Sword.
"Brother Yi."
Lin Yixuan was overjoyed and pushed himself off the ground to stand up.
"Are you alright? That old hag is so ruthless. I was really worried."
Feng Yi was traumatized for a rare moment as he gently stroked Lin Yixuan's shoulders, examining him from head to toe.
"I'm fine."
A wave of warmth surged in Lin Yixuan's heart as he comforted Feng Yi in return: "Fortunately, Brother Yi helped out, or we wouldn't have been lucky enough to escape."
"What was the deal with that goddess just now?"
Unaware of what had truly happened, Feng Yi was vague in his description and referred to her as a goddess.
