Hearing the footsteps, Chen Xue discarded the sickle and bowed deeply to Qin Yu and Mo Yuqi.
Qin Yu and Mo Yuqi just nodded slightly. What could they possibly need Chen Xue to do? She was just an ordinary girl.
"Chen Xue, you all shouldn't come to dangerous places like this casually. Sooner or later, something will happen. I'll speak to the Silver Moon Sect about this."
"Mm," Chen Xue nodded softly, deeply affected by her companion's death.
"We're leaving now. You can rest here for a day; the Silver Moon Sect will come soon to handle the trouble."
"Thank you, Mr. Mo."
After bidding farewell to Chen Xue, Mo Yuqi and Qin Yu left the inn and walked towards the herders.
Before leaving, Qin Yu took a large piece of meat, opened the passenger door, and picked up Little Song from the car seat.
Even in sleep, Little Song's nose was twitching non-stop, clearly smelling the aroma of the roasted meat.
