Inside the valley where the Qing-Yun disciples had been resting in, the people were chattering curiously. "Shixiong Xiao left with such haste. Is he worried about Shixiong Fang’s safety so much that he wants to save him?" In particular, those who had been saved by Fang Xing all prayed with longing, "I hope Shixiong Xiao Jianming is successful in saving him!"
However, others who held no good intentions towards Fang Xing were also thinking to themselves, ‘It’s been so long already, the kid is surely dead by now. Besides, even if Shixiong Xiao Jianming is a genius, it’s impossible that he’d be able to defeat a Foundation Stage beast. How would he save him?’
As for Qin Xing’er, she sat while leaning against a short pine tree, her eyes gazing off blankly into the distance. Liu Heihu walked over to her and handed her a few pellets he’d requested from the Danxia disciples. "Take these pellets, they’ll help you recover."
