As it turned out, after I took to the air, no one followed me. When I turned back, I saw Luo Fengzhi stroking his beard with a smile, while Grandma stood with her hands behind her back, her eyes narrowed into slits as she watched with a faint smile. As for everyone else, they looked like they were waiting for me to bring Luo Yingshen back! This left me in an awkward spot!
Jiang Ruoyin had initially wanted to help me, but Zhao Qian quickly tugged at her. This time, I was completely on my own. I gritted my teeth. Was everyone ganging up to mess with me? There was no movement from Wife Sister's side either; she was merely watching to see what I planned to do.
I secretly felt that Luo Fengzhi had handled the matter far too crudely, but that was simply his nature. If one wanted to cook raw rice into cooked rice, one sometimes had to have a thicker skin. Besides, the innocent would remain innocent. The distance between Luo Yingshen and me was still vast, and I did not care about this little matter of going to welcome her.
Once I had thought it through, I stopped hesitating and flew out of the outer perimeter of the Sky-Splitting Ray, meeting Luo Yingshen, who had personally come rushing over.
Luo Yingshen wore a pale pink dress, carrying an otherworldly, drifting-immortal air. Her tranquil expression set off her extraordinary bearing, and even I could not help feeling somewhat outshone by her. I could only cup my hands and greet her first. "Fellow Daoist Luo, it has been a while. I hope you've been well?"
Luo Yingshen looked me up and down before asking, "Did my master say anything to you? Is he down there?"
Her expression