"Wasn't keeping you here all about catching you and gathering your luck? Think about it yourselves. Don't you all each hold down one formation position? Without borrowing your luck, how could we keep one region safe and protect the lives of its people? If you didn't exist, wouldn't the Holy Domain have been reduced to just the main city by now?" I thought it over and figured Xue Qingcheng might not have been unaware that we could come under attack.
Or perhaps she wanted to use this crisis to reorganize the various factions. But since I wasn't involved in governing the Holy Domain, it wasn't appropriate for me to spell that out.
Li Nianjun was so clever, with ten thousand years of experience under her belt. How could she not understand what I meant? She immediately realized it. "It really does seem that way. Xiaoman and I are each guarding our own regions, as are Sister Xiaoxian and the others. And..."
If I could think of it, Li Nianjun had certainly guessed it too, so she immediately fell silent.
Jing Xiaoman only maintained the childlike innocence she had shown in those days in front of me. To really treat her as a child would be to underestimate her far too much.
She now wore a long purple dress and was no longer anything like she had been before.
She had grown taller, reaching at least Si Xiaoxian's height. And that wasn't all. Though she wasn't yet full-figured, it was obvious that she had become an adult.
Only her face still retained a hint of babyishness. Without that trait, I was afraid I wouldn't have recognized this beautiful young woman at all.
As for Li Nianjun, she had often traded barbs with Jing Xiaoman, and presumably had continued to do so