Fuxi and Nuwa looked at each other. Yuan Biyao had come to the palace hall all by herself, so something had to have happened.
"Biyao, you won't have come here without any cause! What's the matter?"
Yuan Biyao's face flushed red, and she hemmed and hawed. "I-I want to know about that mortal's whereabouts!"
Fuxi and Nuwa gave each other a smile.
"Biyao, weren't you unwilling to leave the Primordial God World with him? Why did you suddenly became concerned about his life and death? That mortal might have already left. I and Nuwa have also not seen him for the past few days," Fuxi said.
"I fear that the mortal became aware that our Biyao won't go with him, so he renounced his quest," Nuwa said.
Her words made Yuan Biyao's heart go cold. Could he have left because of her?
She shook her head in despair, then knelt down and said, "Many thanks for informing me. Biyao will retire now."
