Wen Qingye watched until Luu Fangliang's figure had long vanished. Only then did he slowly avert his gaze, his body rushing swiftly in the direction of the Luo Family.
The Luo Family.
The disciples of the Celestial Profound Sect joked and chatted amongst themselves, a picture of cheerful camaraderie. Under the moonlit sky, the scene appeared serene and peaceful.
Yanm Chongwen roared with laughter. "Sister Xin, when you finally marry into our Chaotian Peak, all three hundred seventy-three of our Core Disciples will be sure to line the path to welcome you."
A blush crept onto Nangong Xin's face. She chuckled softly. "That depends on whether I'm willing."
"Sister Xin, you're blushing." Wangg Xin shook his head and grinned. "I'd say you're quite willing."
