Qiu Yinger heard this familiar voice and was momentarily stunned. It was not until this moment that she realized Wen Zhixing had also arrived. While his words seemed concerned, they were laced with sarcasm. This was the second time Wen Zhixing had spoken to her like this. It was clear that he was trying to disgust her.
"Wen... Zhixing, what... are you... here... for..." Qiu Yinger didn't know where she found the strength, but she struggled to get up.
"Qiu, what are you saying?" A look of surprise appeared on Wen Zhixing's face. "Now that I am a core disciple, is there anywhere I cannot go?"
"You... COUGH! COUGH! COUGH..." Qiu Yinger tried to speak, but fresh blood spilled from her mouth.
"Yinger, what's going on with you two?" Yun Xinyue's eyebrows furrowed slightly as she hurriedly supported Qiu Yinger, sensing clear discord between them.
