"Why do I have to leave?"
On the first floor of the hot spring cottage, Murong Hui sat on the bed she had laid out. She had brought down lots of bedding from the second floor and spread them on the ground, enough to accommodate three people and revealing her intentions. When Yan Qing and Ying Rushi sat down to talk, she even patted the bedding with both hands, almost saying 'The dogs are always here, Noble Consort Fox come and serve'.
Upon hearing them inquire about when she planned to leave tomorrow, Murong Hui made a strange face and asked, "I was in a hurry to leave before to go receive you, Little Fox, but now that you're here, why should I leave?"
"Now is not the time to be willful, Hui," Ying Rushi said earnestly, "The Demon Gathering Land is no longer a place for sightseeing, even though you are the granddaughter of Purple Tribulation Zhenren. But you saved me, and the Baibao Guards won't let you off lightly. Staying with us will be very dangerous."
