Pei Zimo and the others stood in an open space, attracting considerable attention.
The atmosphere around them seemed out of place with the bustling crowd, forming a separate world.
Although people occasionally glanced at them, no one dared to approach them easily.
Qiu Lingxuan saw them from afar, quickened his pace, and walked forward to ask, "Where is your master?"
Pei Zimo shook his head slightly, a hint of helplessness on his face, and said, "The master wouldn't come this early."
Pei Ziheng said, "It should be a few more days."
Qiu Lingxuan nodded thoughtfully, his tone revealing understanding. "That's right, your master has never liked to get involved in trouble."
His gaze swept around, and he saw a large crowd of people, but no one dared to get too close.
He turned his head and looked at Pei Zimo and the others again, asking, "Are all of you around here waiting for him?"
Pei Zimo nodded and said, "Of course."
Then, he turned his gaze to Qiu Lingxuan and asked with a hint of curiosity, "Has no one been looking for you?"
Qiu Lingxuan proudly raised his head, a smug smile on his face, and said, "Yes, those minor aristocratic families came to talk to me, and I beat them all up one by one. After that, no one dared to come anymore."
Pei Zimo couldn't help but give a thumbs up, "As expected of you, the Challenge Maniac."
Qiu Lingxuan became even more smug. Suddenly remembering something, he looked at Pei Zimo and the others. "Where's that Shangguan Family who's always been with your master? I didn't see her last time."
Pei Zimo shook his head. "I don't know. There's been no news of him since he returned to the Shangguan Family."
Qiu Lingxuan frowned and muttered to himself, "The Shangguan Family has indeed been quiet for a long time. That's strange."
Just then, a hissing sound came, accompanied by the crisp sound of silver ornaments.
As if drawn by some mysterious force, the crowd involuntarily made way for them.
You Qimeng gracefully stepped out from the crowd, her beautiful eyes sweeping over the group before her, and then asked, "Where is your master? Didn't he come?"
Pei Zimo sighed inwardly, lamenting to himself. "My lord, if you don't come soon, we really won't be able to handle this."
But he said aloud, "He's not here yet."
You Qimeng said casually, "Well, seeing you all here, I thought he was here too."
Pei Ziheng frowned slightly and asked, "Do you have something to discuss with the master?"
You Qimeng glanced at him sideways, a smirk playing on her lips, and retorted, "What? Can't I see him if there's nothing wrong?"
Pei Zimo helplessly spread his hands, pursed his lips, and said nonchalantly, "Go ahead and look. A few more will come in a little while."
You Qimeng raised an eyebrow and asked, "What do you mean?"
Standing to the side, Qiu Lingxuan couldn't hold back any longer and burst into laughter, then said, "You'll find out soon enough. You'll see just how popular this person you've found really is."
Upon hearing this, a hint of doubt flashed in You Qimeng's beautiful eyes. She stopped beside the group and said, "Then I'd like to see that too."
A moment later, the group from the Secret Sound Valley appeared. Yan Lingxue, who was at the head, moved gracefully forward and asked, "Hasn't Divine Son Xunran arrived?"
"No."
Qiu Lingxuan raised an eyebrow at You Qimeng, as if to say: See?
Upon hearing this, a hint of sadness flashed across Yan Lingxue's beautiful face. She silently walked to the side and said, "Alright, then I'll wait for the Divine Child here."
Just then, an extremely chilling aura suddenly swept over them, and everyone scattered.
Su Zhuyi, sword in hand, walked steadily forward, her gaze sweeping around, and asked, "Where is he?"
Pei Zimo sighed and replied, "The lord hasn't come yet."
Su Zhuyi nodded slightly and said, "Okay, I'll come when he arrives."
After saying that, she turned and walked towards the Su Clan members, her eyes showing no emotion as she passed You Qimeng and the others.
Whispers rose and fell among the crowd.
"The prodigies of these major families have all gathered together."
"It's probably all because of that person from the Nan Clan."
A cloud of pink smoke appeared without warning, like a pink veil, ethereal and enchanting.
The previously noisy discussions vanished instantly, as if cut off by an invisible hand.
The crowd stared intently, involuntarily making way for each other, their eyes fixed on the spot where the smoke was about to dissipate.
As the smoke gradually dissipated, Jin Jinyu slowly walked out.
Her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her lips parted slightly as she said with a hint of complaint, "Why are there so many people?"
Pei Zimo and the others subconsciously took a few steps back, fearing they would be tainted by that aura.
Jin Jinyu raised her slender, jade-like hand and gently waved it to dispel the smoke in front of her.
She rested her chin on her hand, glanced around with her beautiful eyes, and said, "I knew he hadn't arrived yet."
She turned and left, looking rather uninterested, saying, "Since he hasn't arrived yet, I'll be going now."
The inns around here have all been bought up by the Splendid Commerce Association, so there's no worry about not being able to catch him.
You Qimeng, who had been quietly observing from the sidelines, remarked with a sigh, "She's certainly very popular."
Pei Zimo said proudly, "Right!"
You Qimeng glanced at him, thinking to herself: He's popular, so what's there to be so proud of?
She waved her hand gently, her clothes fluttering in the wind, and said, "Since he won't be coming for a few days, I'll be going now."
As she spoke, the Nether Scales around her neck hissed, and a thick cloud of poisonous mist rose from her body, only to dissipate in the blink of an eye, and You Qimeng's figure vanished as well.