With fear in his eyes, master Qingyun left the Murong clan regretfully.
Murong Qingcheng was also ashamed. She supported her grandfather and left dejectedly.
“Grandfather, it’s Qingcheng’s fault. She only thought about herself and dragged you out of the clan.”At this point, Murong Qingcheng sobbed as if she had just woken up from a dream.
Master Qingyun stroked her hair and said, “Silly girl, it’s my fault. I made you miss out on a great marriage!”
Murong Qingcheng felt bitter in her heart. She looked at Murong Island, which was getting further and further behind her, and said, “Grandfather, where are we going? Why don’t we go to the divine feathers clan? Taba Lun coveted my beauty, so he should take us in.”
