She's worried about herself, too.
Even though they were fleeing, the sect disciples hadn't changed their habit of carrying their identity token.
Moreover, their cultivation techniques could easily be recognized by those familiar with them.
Guo Wanzhi's heart was already in her throat, and Yao Rui's reminder made her even more uneasy.
Looking back, she noticed Yao Rui was equally distressed.
She realized this female cultivator, who had never shown her true face, was also a sect disciple.
However, after spending time together for half a year, Guo Wanzhi could feel Yao Rui's kindness and closeness, developing some affection for her.
"Sister, good people will fare well, don't be afraid!" Guo Wanzhi stepped forward, holding Yao Rui's hand and comforting her softly.
