After hearing Li Nianjun and Jing Xiaoman's conversation, I couldn't help looking toward Jing Xiaoman and Hai Chengfeng. Their disappointment was plain to see, especially Hai Chengfeng's. She had followed me all this way and probably felt like the most superfluous one of all. She had once been an enemy, then became a captive, and was eventually recruited into the Women's Legion.
In such a turbulent environment, her circumstances had been unstable and adrift. She had almost simply gone wherever life took her, yet the fact that she had learned the Spirit-Absorbing Art showed how hard she had worked. She must have squeezed a great deal of time into it to have any chance of learning it. Altering and extending one's meridians was excruciatingly painful. Even with a secret technique that spared me from planting a Demon Seed in her, it was still no overnight achievement.
It could be said that I had cared far too little about Hai Chengfeng. As for Jing Xiaoman and Chen Yixian, since they were both in the first echelon, I often asked after their well-being, afraid they might not be used to their current circumstances.
But over the past several years, I had hardly done so for Hai Chengfeng.
"All right. I only said I favored you two a little more today. Did I say you were the most suitable Adaptors? We haven't even made the first stroke of the eight characters yet, so what are you two fighting over?" Han Shanshan glared at the two girls bickering and gave a sly smile.
Jing Xiaoman refused to accept that at once and said, "No, no, Sister Shanshan, you dote on me the most. You said I was very much like you. You have to help me today, all right?"
Han Shanshan immediately rapped her