On Lin Heng's side, he was rescuing Gu Yun, Wang Qiang, and the others, while Su Moxie's group had nearly reached the Broad Communication Manor headquarters.
It was still that little mountain village, except only half a month had passed, and the once-bustling village had somehow withered into ruin, empty of all things.
"Strange! Qiubai, why is there no one here?"
"How would I know? Maybe everyone went out!" Su Qiubai did not want to deal with him. She was unwilling to work for Lin Heng for nothing.
"Forget it. I'll go take a look over there. Don't wander around... I'll be right back."
Su Moxie vanished from where he stood. Taking advantage of the moment, Bai Zihe took the initiative to step forward and strike up a conversation with Su Qiubai. "Qiubai, have you been doing all right lately?"
"All right enough. I'm still breathing, aren't I?"
"I heard Master say that you have a marriage agreement with Ten Directions Hall in the Eastern Continent. I don't know whether it's true or not."
"It's true."
"Are you going to marry over there?"
Su Qiubai's brows creased slightly, and she said unhappily, "Bai Zihe, in what capacity are you asking me that? Whether I marry over there or not, what does it have to do with you?"
She was in a very bad mood right now, clearly not wanting to listen to Bai Zihe fuss and nag like an old woman.
However, when someone had fallen into passivity in a romantic entanglement, every word they heard seemed brimming with hints, setting off all manner of wild thoughts.
"I... I'm only worried about you." Bai Zihe's face stiffened, and he tried his best to soften his tone. "We are fellow disciples, after all, and you are also the Saintess of Star