Your Highness?
An Xin, Long Qing, Chen Chuan, and the others looked at Zhu Xi in confusion. Just how great was this woman's background?
Chen Chuan especially. Though he had already been in the Third Medicine Valley for several decades, his understanding of the medicine valley was not particularly deep, because he was devoted to the way of the sword and spent almost all his time cultivating.
In any case, in his eyes, the Third Medicine Valley hid dragons and crouching tigers.
He Qingsong spoke of heaven, earth, and all living beings with every breath, making himself seem transcendent and above the mortal world, yet such an existence actually addressed Zhu Xi as Your Highness.
Just what kind of sacred being was Zhu Xi?
Chen Chuan suddenly felt he had been too hasty. Perhaps he should pay more attention to the surroundings at his side.
Zhu Xi had her back to He Qingsong. Her head was lowered, both hands clutching the Heavenly Dao Theory tightly, clearly caught in an inner struggle.
After hesitating for a while, Zhu Xi still left with the Heavenly Dao Theory in her arms, leaving the onlookers even more confused.
He Qingsong watched her departing back and did not speak again to ask her to stay. His brows were tightly furrowed as he sank into deep thought.
"Disperse, all of you, disperse!"
An Xin spoke, waving at the disciples gathered from every direction. Seeing this, the disciples could only scatter with confusion and curiosity.
Long Qing came to He Qingsong's side and asked curiously, "What is Zhu Xi's background? Tell me about it."
Although He Qingsong's origins were unknown, within the Third Medicine Valley, Long Qing was never afraid of encountering danger.
He Qingsong glanced at Long Qing and said, "She has many origins. You should