This was her greatest worry, a hint of imperceptible anxiety hidden in her tone.
Que Meng first nodded, then shook her head. The movements were small, yet they sent a chill down one's spine.
"You're nodding and shaking your head. What on earth do you mean!"
Jiang Ji looked completely bewildered, so anxious he started scratching his head. "Just make yourself clear!"
Que Meng smiled, her voice as gentle as a spring breeze brushing against flower petals. "Low-level birds and beasts really can't fly in the rain. But it's different for High-level ones. They have a Protective Air Shield, so no matter how heavy the rain gets, they aren't afraid."
"Oh, so that's how it is."
Chu Jing let out a breath of relief, her shoulders slumping slightly. "In that case, if Ming Luo can fly, you can travel with him and come with me."
Que Meng said nothing, merely lowering her head, her fingertips unconsciously fiddling with the corner of her clothes.
'I've already resigned myself to my fate.'
