"Brother Chu..."
Chu He could tell from the way Chu Yi greedily stared at her that he must have been plotting something inappropriate. Her face flushed with embarrassment, and she lowered her head, feeling somewhat moist in secrecy.
"No! Little He still needs to cultivate! Cultivation comes first, and the fight to the death is only a month away!"
A sudden jolt ran through Chu Yi's heart, and his expression immediately turned stern. He pinched the palm of his hand hard, the pain helping to quell his surging desires. He quickly seized the opportunity to take out the Alliance Leader's Command, saying with a smile, "Little He, I no longer need the Alliance Leader's Command; you can have it. Alright, I'm going back."
After thrusting the Alliance Leader's Command into Chu He's hands, Chu Yi quickly hopped onto his flying artifact and left, fearing that he might lose control again in the next moment.
