Xu Hongshang nodded.
That counted as an answer to the visitors.
The leader was, astonishingly, a Spirit Transformation Venerable.
Yet judging by his appearance, he did not seem to be one of the bloodline; he was likely a guest elder of the Pei clan.
Unexpectedly, they had sent a Venerable with an escort to welcome a young miss who had been wandering in exile.
It truly showed how highly the Pei clan valued Xu Hongshang.
Third Sister turned back and cupped her hands from afar, then thanked True Lord Ziyang.
She then took Zishaoqing's hand and exchanged a few words of concern and private feminine chatter before they finally parted. "After this farewell, who knows what year or month we will meet again? Sister, please take care of yourself."
Zishaoqing smiled. "Why be so polite, little sister? Just come back to the daoist grounds in the future."
"Ah." Xu Third Sister smiled and nodded.
By then, a great many disciples had already gathered around the daoist grounds.
With elders and stewards maintaining order, no disturbance arose.
Among them, Third Sister spotted many familiar faces, including the senior pangolin who had once guided her. It waved its tiny claws before squeezing back into the sea of people.
Xu Third Sister also saw many old acquaintances among the escort that had come to receive her.
Without another word, she was about to board the floating tower ship before her.
"Wait."
"The clan elder said only that the young miss was to return alone. He..."
A cultivator standing beside the guest elder gave the order.
Just as Xu Third Sister stepped onto the deck, the armored guards on both sides immediately swung down their long halberds.
They blocked the figure clad in a black-and-red dharma robe and hood.
That person wore a scale-mail