Kai Syaoran nodded at the young woman. She had saved him some trouble. In the valley, Miao Xiao was one of the people with the weakest cultivation, and yet she was the most powerful. No one could fight back against her might. Before her uncle was killed by Kai Syaoran, she had simply stood in place with her heart filled with thoughts about her uncle's betrayal. She was paralyzed by the fear of staying all alone in this world. This fear stopped her from acting, but all that was in the past.
Kai Syaoran helped Q and Han Wei to their feet, and the three of them watched as Miao Xiao killed the remaining few people inside the valley. Her face was beautiful and cold, giving her the appearance of a lone lotus in the middle of a pond. Her moves were decisive and ruthless. People begged for their lives while promising not to spread the information, but all these words were no different from background noise to her life.
