Xia Liqing opened her beautiful eyes and saw the Taoist master Xuanmiao standing there dumbfoundedly. She quickly gestured to Wang Xiaoshuai.
Wang Xiaoshuai had been hit by a carrying pole, but actually, he wasn't hurt at all. He turned his head and saw that the person was indeed Taoist master Xuanmiao, and said with a sly smile, "Taoist master Xuanmiao, what a coincidence, it's you."
"Why did you and your disciple hit me?"
"Can't I dote on the woman I love the most?"
Standing to the side, Xia Liqing also said, "Xuanmiao, I'm really sorry, Xiaoshuai and I went up the mountain to gather herbs again today and just happened to end up here."
"We wanted to rest for a bit, and then this happened. We didn't disturb you, did we?"
Taoist master Xuanmiao didn't reply directly but turned to the young Taoist nun and said, "Ningxia, it's just a misunderstanding. You go back to your studies."
As soon as she finished speaking, she waved her hand to signal Ningxia to head back first.
