Only several days later did Nalan Yanran once again sense the presence she knew so well within the Xiao Realm.
She did not even need to think about it. Those people had definitely snuck out to have fun behind her back.
The thought made Nalan Yanran's anger flare. Xiao Yan and Yao Wan were one thing, but how had even Xian'er run off in the time it took her to practice her sword?
For a moment, Nalan Yanran felt that more than ten years of friendship had all been misplaced.
"You're back?"
Seeing the three of them return, chatting and laughing, Nalan Yanran's face turned stern. She folded her arms across her chest and said expressionlessly.
"...Looks like we guessed exactly right."
Seeing Nalan Yanran's puffed-up, angry expression, Yao Wan could not help laughing as she leaned close to Little Fairy Doctor's ear and said with a smile.
"...Keeping it all to ourselves wasn't very nice."
Little Fairy Doctor had no desire to look at Yao Wan at a time like this. She could only cough softly and lower her voice.
"Can't we call it personal time?"
Yao Wan had plenty of excuses. It was just that the old her would have disdained explaining herself. Yet now, perhaps because she had been led astray by that glib-tongued Progenitor of hers, even she had unknowingly begun to imitate that tone of his.
"What kind of personal time is that..."
Little Fairy Doctor's cheeks flushed slightly as she argued without thinking. When her words fell, her feet shifted lightly, and she had already landed in the courtyard.
"Nalan, you disappeared as soon as you went out, didn't you? We couldn't find you anywhere around the Xiao Realm."
Xiao Yan could not help saying.
"You don't want me casually swinging my sword a