Shen Yanxiao was surprised that Duan Xue had met Wen Ya. No wonder Duan Xue was willing to help.
Just as Shen Yanxiao was preparing to continue discussing with Duan Xue about their excursion to Moonshine City, An Ran suddenly pushed open Shen Yanxiao's door with signs of anxiousness in his eyes.
"Yan Xiao."
"What's wrong?" Shen Yanxiao looked at An Ran who broke in.
"The people from the Qingyuan Tribe are here." An Ran frowned.
"Qingyuan Tribe?" For a moment, Shen Yanxiao could not recall which tribe it was.
An Ran said, "Shui Ling is from the Qingyuan Tribe. I don't know where they got the news that you are here, but they have come to find us. Maybe it's because of Shui Ling's death, but the leader asked me to take you away through the back door." The Qingyuan Tribe and the Moonshine Tribe had been at odds for a long time. After the Moonshine Tribe was demoted and banished to Jadeite City, the elves from the Qingyuan Tribe had caused them no lack of trouble.
