"Young Master Zi!"
Shu Ning looked at the man standing in front of her, her heart tightened, and a fleeting bewilderment crossed her eyes. In an instant, her emotions were complex, even she couldn't quite grasp what she was feeling at this moment...
"You go first."
The silver robe fluttered lightly in the wind. Zi Qianjing raised his gaze, staring solemnly at the multitude of Spiritual Elements before him, his eyes no longer carrying the usual laziness and carefree attitude.
"Leave?"
Shu Ning let out a bitter laugh: "I can't leave, and besides, I can't abandon a patient and walk away. Young Master Zi, your injuries haven't healed yet, so..."
Moreover, this matter started because of her.
"Hmph! Leave? None of you will leave. Zi Qianjing, where is your brother? Hand him over immediately, otherwise, both of you are doomed to die!"
"Sorry, I've said it before, I don't know, and even if I did, I wouldn't tell you."
