"There, there, Qiqi, don't cry. It's all my fault. I couldn't get back sooner, or this never would have happened. It's all on me…" Xu Luo softly comforted Qiqi, completely ignoring the young man across from them.
"It's not your fault… I'm just… sad… *sob*…" Huangfu Shishi's sobs were filled not only with sorrow but also a powerful sense of having been wronged.
'Wronged?' Xu Luo raised an eyebrow, then his brows furrowed. 'So many days have passed, and the Kaiyang Sect hasn't made a single move. Now that we finally meet, their first instinct isn't to console the Cangqiong Royal Family or promise to get to the bottom of this. Instead, they're trying to put us in our place…'
Xu Luo thought to himself, 'I see. The Kaiyang Sect is more than just wary of the Dubhe Sect. And by the looks of it, they aren't willing to offend a behemoth like Dubhe over a mere secular royal family!'
