The elder remained silent, his gaze sweeping the clearing for a long time, but he found nothing out of the ordinary. Finally, with a sigh, he simply said, "Let's go!" and turned to depart with his men. Only he knew that a lingering question, an unshakeable sense of unease, remained unanswered in his heart.
Two days later, in a bustling town, several wandering cultivators were taking a much-needed rest in a teahouse. One of them let out a deep sigh. "I never expected this!" he exclaimed, shaking his head.
"That's right. That little girl is far too cunning," another agreed, a hint of frustration in his voice.
"She's so small and looks so cute, yet she's incredibly scheming." The mere thought of how they had been outmaneuvered by the child made them all shake their heads and sigh once more.
"I can't find that little girl; I feel so uneasy!" Shen Shiqi mused, rubbing his chin. "Which family does she belong to? Yun Qi? Could 'Yun' truly be her family name?"
