"Brother Xuan Bao, are you alright?" When the big boat began to fly, Li Fan also ran to the quiet room below deck and peered through the door lattice to check on Yuan Xuanbao.
The eight disciples had been locked up separately, with yellow talismans affixed to their doors and red cords stretched across. It seemed they were going to face punishment when they returned to Bamboo Mountain. Moreover, it just happened to be when the inner door was preparing to investigate Luo Sect spies; they were likely in for a rough time...
"...Qingyue, you've made a laughingstock out of me." Yuan Xuanbao had washed his face and changed his clothes, his complexion wasn't too bad, but he seemed dispirited.
"...Do you want to talk about it?" Li Fan scratched his head, unsure what to say.
"What is it, are you still willing to befriend us contemptible people who betray our own sect members for self-preservation?" Yuan Xuanbao glanced at Li Fan.
