As soon as the words were out of her mouth, Jiang Qingfeng, blushing with embarrassment and anger, pinched her cheek, causing Baitao to tear up and let out a series of loud cries.
"Bah, out of sight, out of mind." Baitao shouted, using a peculiar phrase she learned from Lu Qian, "Being helpful gets you no gratitude, I won't keep you company, I'm off to cultivate."
Despite saying so, a group of elders and true inheritors from the Yunshan Sect still waited silently at the door for a long time, until they confirmed that there were no signs of Lu Qian coming out of seclusion; only then did they sigh softly and prepare to disperse.
Just as they were about to move, Wang Yu suddenly paused and looked up, "The Sect Leader's aura is changing."
He was extremely sensitive to the breath of living beings, and Lu Qian, in the quiet room, did not intentionally shield it; a slight fluctuation was enough for him to detect.
