What Exactly Do You Want?

Xun Er flew toward the outside of Burning Flame Valley with an utterly impassive face. No matter how Ling Quan chattered endlessly around her, she did not reply with a single word.

Suddenly, she sensed two gazes fall upon her. One of them felt somewhat familiar, and she could not help turning her head. At once, she saw Mu Qingluan and me taking a stroll and admiring the scenery.

After hesitating for only an instant, Xun Er's cheeks tightened. She turned and flew toward us. Ling Quan also saw Mu Qingluan and me, and his words abruptly stopped. He secretly wondered why he had run into me again. What a damned persistent ghost. Why is Miss even bothering with him?

Seeing Xun Er nod and fly over, Mu Qingluan immediately grew somewhat nervous. As the Young Clan Leader of the Qingluan Clan, she naturally knew just how powerful the human race's "Ancient Eight Clans" were. Any one of those ancient clans was enough to rival the supreme clan among magical beast avian tribes—the Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan!

And the Qingluan Clan was far inferior to the Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan.

I noticed that something was off about Mu Qingluan's state. Reaching out, I took her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze, signaling for her not to be nervous. Then I smiled at Xun Er as she landed not far in front of me. Her purple sleeves fluttered around her, as though an immortal had descended into the mortal world.

Though I did not know whether it was just my imagination, I always felt that her walking posture seemed a little awkward as she approached...

"Xun Er, so early in the morning, are you leaving Burning Flame Valley?" A bright smile appeared on my face as I asked, as though