Upon hearing her master tell her to thank Qin Fengming, Immortal Fairy Si Rong suddenly revealed a peculiar expression that neither Jiang Miaorou nor Liyang could fathom.
She turned toward where Qin Fengming stood. Her large, seemingly eloquent eyes fixed on him, their gaze carrying something that was neither quite a smile nor quite a reproach.
"Hmph, Master, asking your disciple to thank him would be giving him far too much credit. If not for him, I wouldn't have risked releasing all the Demonic Nether Mist I'd painstakingly collected in the Empty Cicada Que Shang. If not for him, my chronic affliction wouldn't have flared up again. If not for him, how would I have suffered through this brush with death?"
To Jiang Miaorou's dismay, when told to thank Qin Fengming, Si Rong merely gave a soft snort and said all this instead.
From her words, it sounded as though everything was Qin Fengming's fault.
"Hahaha, Immortal Fairy Si Rong's words aren't entirely without reason. All these causes and consequences stemmed from Fellow Daoist Qin passing through the Heavenly Phoenix Tribe. Had Fellow Daoist Qin not gone there, the two of you would hardly have come to know him.
"This time, Fellow Daoist Qin exhausted his mind and devoted his full strength to performing the technique that helped Immortal Fairy Si Rong recover. That could certainly count as making amends through meritorious deeds. Wouldn't you agree, Fellow Daoist Qin?"
Picking up where Si Rong left off, Liyang spoke with a hearty laugh.
Liyang noticed the peculiar feeling conveyed by Si Rong's expression as she spoke and understood something. Though this female cultivator's words were fierce, she harbored no real anger.
Seeing that Qin Fengming, whose gaze was somewhat evasive, showed no sign of anger either, Liyang understood that he bore