Although Dan Wuque had some doubts in her heart, she didn't say anything.
Su Bei looked seriously at his prodigal apprentice, then turned to Dan Wuque with a somewhat apologetic look.
Dan Wuque blinked, a stubborn cowlick on her head wobbling, and simply smiled at Su Bei.
Perhaps, in her heart, she hadn't quite grasped what was happening before her eyes.
So that's how it is... Xiao Ruoching thought. Although hard to accept, it's much better than knowing Master and Eighth Uncle went out alone... After all, on such a special day, it's inevitable to have fanciful thoughts.
Su Bei pulled over Xiao Ruoching, who had an unhappy expression almost written on her face. Despite her resistance, he patted her head with his large hand.
Then, the three of them flew towards the Sword Cleansing Pond.
Far off, they saw a delicate figure gently wiping fine sweat from her forehead. Though it was harsh winter and the pond water was frigid, a beautiful smile still graced her lips.
