Upon entering the wooden cabin and closing his eyes to meditate, Lin Xin soon heard the footsteps of Qing Xiuzhen leaving outside.
She didn't fly away but walked away step by step.
As she left, Lin Xin didn't have any other thoughts, and whether the Lion Fist Sect would come seeking revenge afterward was not within his concern.
With his current strength, no one could stop him from leaving except Yuan Jing.
Sitting cross-legged on the bed, slowly entering a meditative state, Lin Xin's consciousness gradually fell into a deep sleep. Only a layer of Defensive Spiritual Light like flowing water quietly moved by itself around him.
After an unknown amount of time, a sudden, faint shriek came from outside the wooden house.
Snap!
Outside on the ground, Shasha's petite body was grabbed by the neck and suspended in mid-air.
