Tianshui Sect's traveling palace.
After seeing off the many martial artists from Qi Sect, the disciples of Tianshui Sect each returned to their courtyards.
Not long afterward.
Deep in the courtyard of the traveling palace, a figure hurried along the forest path.
"Junior Sister Qiao Mo, why are you in such a hurry? Where are you going?"
Qin Yao stepped out of the darkness, smiling as she watched the woman hurrying along.
The figure stopped at her words and turned to glance at Qin Yao. "The Imperial Capital has been a mixed bag of fish and dragons lately. I'm worried that Senior Brother Saint Son might be in danger, so I'm going to check on him."
This figure was none other than Qiao Mo.
Qin Yao smiled. "I think Junior Sister Qiao Mo is a drunken old man whose real aim isn't the wine."
Qiao Mo shot Qin Yao a sidelong glance. "Senior Sister Qin Yao isn't resting either. You're waiting here specifically for me. I think you're the drunken old man whose real aim isn't the wine."
The smile on Qin Yao's face stiffened slightly, and she fell silent.
Qiao Mo said, "All right, shall we go together?"
Qin Yao agreed without a second thought. "Sure."
The two women left the Tianshui Sect's traveling palace together.
After they left, Bai Yifei, Zhou Xinjin, Yi Zien, Li Juenian, and the others emerged. Watching the two women hurry away from the traveling palace, they all wore faint smiles.
"Of all things in this world, the hardest to bear is a beauty's favor." Bai Yifei sighed bitterly and shook his head.
"A martial artist like Senior Brother Saint Son is indeed very likable." Yi Zien gently waved his folding fan and said with a smile.
"This has nothing to do with us.