This scene shook Chu Yuntian. Only now did he have the chance to carefully observe the young woman before him. Her figure was unexpectedly graceful, and her temperament unexpectedly unique. Like her veil, she seemed noble and unfathomably mysterious.
"You?" Dan Huang cried out in shock, staring blankly at Xiao Qi.
Xiao Qi had already risen to her feet. As she turned, she casually replied, "I'm used to it."
With that, she continued forward, paying no attention at all to what Dan Huang and Chu Yuntian thought of her unexpectedly solemn gesture.
Dan Huang was somewhat dazed. Strangely enough, this was not his first time following Xiao Qi into Yang Valley, nor was it his first time passing beneath this magnificent palace. Yet it was the first time he had seen Xiao Qi bow so solemnly.
Used to it?
Xiao Qi gave Dan Huang no time to think further. She had already gone far ahead, and with her unknown level of strength, her pace was naturally astonishingly fast.
Dan Huang had no time to think too much. He hurriedly carried Chu Yuntian on his shoulder and followed after her, his face still full of confusion.
"Who is she to you?" Chu Yuntian suddenly asked.
Although Dan Huang was carrying him, Xiao Qi was the only one of the two who drew attention. Dan Huang was more like a shadow, quietly following all the way.
Dan Huang did not mind chatting with the old man at this time. "My master," he said.
The word "master" was ancient. Even after the various rules of the Apocalypse Era had been reorganized, it was rarely used to describe relationships between people.
Yet Dan Huang described her that way and did not feel there was anything wrong with it.
Chu Yuntian was briefly speechless. Adhering