Having grown up in a Martial Arts Hall, she was long accustomed to that environment. Now that she had just arrived at the Xuanzhen Sect, she had assumed she and Yang Jing would look after each other. She never expected they would suddenly be separated.
Yang Jing was momentarily taken aback, then gave a wry smile. His voice carried a note of both helplessness and acceptance. "What else can we do? The Xuanzhen Sect is the top Martial Arts Sect in Jintai Prefecture. Just having the chance to join is a rare stroke of luck. We can't throw away such a great opportunity to practice just because we weren't assigned to the same peak, can we?"
He looked at Sun Ningxiang, his tone softening as he comforted her, "Don't worry. Though we won't be at the same peak, we're both still practicing here on Fushan Island. The peaks aren't that far from each other. As long as we have free time, it'll be easy to meet. There's no need to be so concerned."
