Walking Together
Walking Together
Faced with that cool, peerlessly beautiful face, Bi Fan could only sigh in helpless amusement. "I'm a grown man. A little danger when I'm out on the road is nothing—at most, it puts my life at risk. Besides, I have ways to protect myself, and if I really can't win, I can still run."
"But you're a young woman. If you run into bandits or thugs who have improper designs on you, that's a much more serious problem."
At his words, Chu Qingjue's face grew faintly warm. Lowering her eyes, she murmured, "We're both cultivators. Surely it won't be as exaggerated as you make it sound."
Bi Fan raised an eyebrow. He couldn't tell whether this girl genuinely didn't understand or was pretending not to, so he simply smiled and cautioned her, "Not necessarily. People's hearts can be treacherous. How do you know they aren't thinking that way?"
Chu Qingjue fell silent. She knew she'd been impulsive to leave the group like this, but at the time, she hadn't had a choice.
She had finally found someone who could remove the evil spirit poison from her grandfather. Yet when she returned, she sensed that he was being hunted by his fellow disciples.
Although Mu Yi had vehemently denied it, she knew those people wouldn't have disappeared without a reason. Under her urgent questioning, he finally lost his temper and spoke the truth, then turned around and demanded to know why she was so protective of someone from another race.
For certain reasons, she couldn't explain the real reason behind it. She could only brush him off with the excuse that they were all forces fighting the Devil Race and shouldn't turn against one another.
Mu Yi had scoffed at that, however, coldly declaring that if she