Changgui was secretly observing, but accidentally stepped on a dry twig on the ground.
"Who's there?" Shen Yao immediately acted, startling Changgui out.
"So it's you, aren't you the kid from Qian Ding Sect?" As soon as there was an outsider present, the previously gentle-talking Shen Yao's tone instantly turned haughty.
The old man patted Shen Yao's arm, "Yao'er!"
Shen Yao pouted, turning her eyes away.
Changgui naturally recognized Shen Yao, and his impression of her wasn't really favorable.
Seeing Shen Yao's attitude towards the old man, Changgui's eyes darted around, and he cautiously stepped forward.
It had to be said, Changgui was quite good-looking. Lately, because he hadn't awakened his spirit root, he had been eating with all his might, making his face chubby and fair, the kind old folks liked to see.
Shen Yao was a bit wary, "What do you want?"
Changgui pretended to be scared and shrank back.
