"You, you're okay...?"
Zhu Qingyue hurriedly came from the doorway and walked quickly, extending both hands, almost as if she had embraced him completely.
"Ah, I'm fine."
Xu Xiangyang wasn't very hurt. By the time he was about to touch the ground, the restraints on him had disappeared, and the defensive action he instinctively made had allowed him to avoid a head injury and bloody outcome.
When the girl helped him up, he didn't resist. But after the two of them were standing properly, he slightly moved his arm, shaking off her hand.
Xu Xiangyang turned his head, his gaze very serious.
"Qing Yue, do you know...?"
"Yes, I know!"
Zhu Qingyue interrupted him, saying loudly,
"You're not planning to invade the other's Spiritual World through Spirit Communication like last time, are you? That's too dangerous. Haven't you already tried it on Teacher Yang who was possessed? And that's to say nothing of the Evil Spirit!"
"...But that's exactly what I've resolved to try."
