Even after Gu An drew close, Ye Qingxue still did not dare go up to meet him. Instead, the nearby disciples all saluted and greeted Gu An one after another.
Third Medicine Valley now had a great many disciples, all of them cultivators. Practicing spells required space, and even absorbing qi in cultivation could not be done shoulder to shoulder, so figures could always be seen around Third Medicine Valley, let alone at the valley mouth that served as the medicine valley's main gate.
The closer Gu An came, the more nervous Ye Qingxue became. In her ears, there was only the sound of her own breathing and her heartbeat.
She held power in the Branch Sect, and she herself could be considered a genius. Years of experience had made her steady in handling affairs, so why was she so unbearably nervous now that it had come to this moment?
She did not understand. She could only feel vexed and blame herself in secret.
"Since you're here, why not come in? You even made your martial uncle come out to receive you personally? Your airs are greater than the sect master's."
Gu An's light laugh entered her ears, startling her into lifting her head, just in time to meet Gu An's gaze.
She hurriedly raised her hand in salute and said in a trembling voice, "Greetings, Martial Uncle. I..."
"Let's go. It just so happens I'm free today," Gu An said with a smile.
Before Ye Lan passed away, the only person she could not set her mind at ease over was Ye Qingxue. After all, she was the disciple Ye Lan had raised with her own hands; from their surname alone, one could see how close the two had been.
"Go? Go where?" Ye Qingxue asked nervously, her heart