Qinghe glanced at them. Why were they here? It was said that they were all personally trained by Weisheng Yueren, with a lot of thought invested in them. It was evident from the way that Brother Wang, even after being poisoned, still had clear thoughts and meticulous mind; he was clearly no ordinary person. She pondered for a moment, then looking at the person who was throwing a tantrum, she suddenly understood. Weisheng Yueren must be in a special situation right now, and probably left them behind because he was worried.
Brother Wang merely nodded at Qinghe as a greeting, before leading the others away.
At the entrance was a patch of lush green grass, where Qinghe plopped herself down, carelessly plucked a blade of grass and put it in her mouth, looking at him with a half-smile. "When have I ever abandoned you? I just went out to handle some matters, and look, I'm back now, aren't I?"
