Meanwhile, within his heart, he cursed Lan Jiao furiously, "Such an utter fool, to fail to see that she had almost no mana left within her body, and to flee in such a disgraceful manner!"
Li Zhixuan seemed to sense something and glanced in his direction.
With just one look, he was so frightened that his hair stood on end. He hurriedly averted his gaze, daring not to entertain any surplus thoughts, and like the other Loose Cultivators, earnestly hunted the Water Devil before him.
"Is it my imagination?" Li Zhixuan furrowed her brow, murmured to herself softly, scanned that direction, but ultimately, she didn't detect anything and reluctantly turned around to enter the quiet room.
Her current condition was poor. To be prepared for any contingencies, she had to hasten her recovery. Otherwise, if an accident happened, she would have no capacity to respond.
——
"Phew!"
