Zeng Liuli hesitated for a moment, her gaze lingering on the familiar grounds of the Azure Peak Sect. This was once a place of solace, a haven for her fellow cultivators. Now, it was a constant reminder of their shattered lives. With a final, resolute nod, she grasped Liu Xue's hand.
The other women, emboldened by Zeng Liuli's decision, followed suit. One by one, they boarded the Flying Swords, their faces etched with nervous anticipation. Mao Caiwei, standing beside Liu Xue, watched the scene unfold with a mix of curiosity and trepidation. These women, once adversaries, were now their allies in this complex dance against Ye Fan.
Their journey to the Xia Family Manor was cloaked in secrecy. They flew low, staying clear of well-traveled paths, their destination a closely guarded secret. As the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in vibrant hues of orange and purple, they finally arrived at their destination.
