"Look! What's that?"
"It looks like the vice sect master!"
"Really! Why is the vice sect master hugging a man?"
"Oh my god! Could the vice sect master be dating someone?"
"This man looks familiar. He's Jiang Siming!"
The scene of Jiang Siming hugging Yun Luo was seen clearly by the Moon Concealment Sect disciples below.
And Yun Luo, who was still completely unaware, continued hiding in Jiang Siming's arms with her eyes closed.
It was only when she heard the discussions below that she opened her eyes in confusion.
"Ah! Why didn't you tell me we'd arrived?"
Yun Luo shoved Jiang Siming away and glared at him angrily.
"You never asked me to tell you. I saw you lying in my arms as obediently as a little cat, so I figured you seemed to like it and let you stay a little longer." Jiang Siming shrugged.
Yun Luo's face instantly flushed red. Embarrassed and angry, she said, "Nonsense!"
Jiang Siming did not care in the slightest. He even had the leisure to take out a cigarette and light it.
"Enough. Are we done here or not? If there's nothing else, I'm heading back. Just consider this a free delivery service—I brought you back." Jiang Siming spoke around the cigarette between his teeth.
Yun Luo had no idea what Jiang Siming was doing, but when she remembered that her sister was still in danger, she could only suppress the urge to beat him up and fly toward the back mountain.
"Follow me."
At her words, Jiang Siming followed leisurely. The two disappeared into the front hall.
This only gave the disciples more room for speculation. They all began guessing what the vice sect master and Jiang Siming had gone to the back mountain to do. (Wicked smirk)
The two stopped