Baili Xia looked at Guisu, and sure enough, there were still some footprints on him.
She looked at Wu Ming, and it was the same.
These two really had a fight earlier.
But their expressions clearly didn't show anger towards each other.
Rather, there seemed to be a hidden sense of mutual respect among masters.
Baili Xia pursed her lips, a hint of helplessness.
Thinking it over, she said, "Next time you fight, remember to call me, so I can observe and learn."
Ignoring their slightly surprised looks, she turned and walked toward the hall.
Wu Ming and Guisu exchanged a glance, a trace of disdain in their eyes.
Without saying more, they quickly followed Baili Xia, ready to have lunch.
After lunch, Baili Xia casually rested for a bit.
She needed to administer needle therapy to the old man in the afternoon, so she couldn't be careless.
Fearing her spirit wouldn't be in the right state, she rested, washed her face, and then planned to head out.
