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Qin Yu didn't know how miserable the dozen people left behind were, but she didn't have to worry about being left behind herself.
Those two Leaders and Ying Ruoruo weren't left behind either.
Oh, just the four of them weren't.
They walked out of Que Tower.
Qin Yu was just about to fly off on her sword when Fang Yourong called out from behind.
"Junior Sister Qingqiu."
"Huh? Senior Sister Fang, what's up?"
"You're planning to join. Have you consulted Peak Master Gu Chen?"
Huh? That question seemed... odd?
Qin Yu glanced at Fang Yourong but couldn't read anything from her expression.
"No, Master has never cared about my affairs. Even when news of my supposed death spread last time, it took him several days to bathe, burn incense, and go outside to look for my corpse."
That… sounds kind of pitiful.
But she said it so casually.
Fang Yourong frowned, seemingly both surprised and puzzled, yet her expression remained deep and unreadable.
