The cold calm on Ning Xuan's face was completely at odds with everyone around her. "Zhang Jingyi," she said, "when I cleared your meridians, I told you not to be so eager for quick results. Your spiritual power grew too fast for your body to handle. You didn't listen."
"No! Why?! You must have a solution. Otherwise, how did you go from newly awakened to S-Class in a single year and come out fine?" Zhang Jingyi's face was drained of color, but her eyes held a suppressed, frenzied jealousy.
"You don't believe me? This is the consequence." Ning Xuan smiled faintly, her expression full of scorn.
"You must have a way. If you can save me, our Zhang Family will give you a generous reward." Zhang Jingyi's voice was faint and airy as she stared intently at Ning Xuan.
"I already told you how to survive, didn't I? You were the one who refused." Ning Xuan straightened her jacket and, under the respectful salutes of the soldiers who had come to escort her, calmly walked toward the Flying Car.
