Buzz——
Gong Caiyi's body trembled violently, and the Spiritual Power within her shook uncontrollably, emitting a faint buzzing sound.
She suddenly turned her head and whispered urgently, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
"I am the head of a sect, and Jiang Fan is just a junior."
"How could I have such shameful thoughts?"
She noticed that Yuan Zhiyu was trembling in fear.
Only then did she realize that she had lost control of her emotions.
After taking a few breaths to compose herself, she smoothed over her lapse of composure.
Gazing at the figure of Jiang Fan, who had disappeared from sight, she stood in silence for a long time before finally turning around.
In a voice only Yuan Zhiyu could hear, she sighed softly:
"If I were ten years younger."
"Perhaps I might."
Speaking of Jiang Fan.
Two days later.
They smoothly arrived at the western border of the Spirit Beast Sect.
A Yangtze River several miles wide blocked their path.
Gazing out at the scenery.
