The people of Xiao Chi Town were thrilled to see him return. One by one, they crowded around him and offered him all sorts of gifts.
Xiao Bai had long since gotten used to it. Whenever they passed through a town Wang Yue had visited, the people welcomed him just like this, as if he were a saint.
At first, she hadn't been used to the people's enthusiasm either. Now, though, she was quite adept at helping him handle the crowds.
When they arrived in Xiao Chi Town, Wang Yue planned to practice medicine there for a few days as usual before continuing toward Qingyun Sect.
But just as he was about to close his stall on the second day, he suddenly heard a familiar voice.
"You—you're actually here! I've had the hardest time finding you!"
Wang Yue looked up and grinned. Wasn't that Bi Yao, whom he hadn't seen in ages?
Curious, he said, "Well, well, if it isn't my little fiancée. You're in such a hurry to find me—is it because you can't wait to marry me?"
Bi Yao had been about to scold Wang Yue for being conceited, but when she saw the curious looks everyone else was giving them—and Xiao Bai's peerless beauty in particular—she swallowed the words she'd been about to say.
Her eyes rolled, and she said indignantly, "That's right! Last time you came to my house, you left without a word and left me to deal with my father all by myself. A spineless man like you—what girl would dare marry you?"
Seeing how self-righteous the girl sounded, Wang Yue found it amusing. But instead of arguing, he seized the opportunity and said, "In that case, come back to Qingyun Sect with me. I'll talk to my master and Mistress and have them