Xiao Jinghong naturally had no idea where Chen Yi was.
She made her way to the Xiao Family estate and landed soundlessly inside Chunhe Garden.
The rain had passed.
A cool breeze stirred through the autumn night, sweeping up dead leaves and sending them fluttering everywhere.
Collected rainwater dripped down, its pattering unceasing.
The chill lent the surroundings a measure of stillness.
Xiao Jinghong stood in the courtyard, her gaze sweeping over the two wooden buildings before settling on the side chamber where Chen Yi stayed.
Faint, even breathing sounded in a steady rhythm.
"Husband-"
Her long hair drifted gently behind her head. The lanterns before the wooden building cast a faint gleam over her silver Half Armor, and her clear eyes remained fixed on that side chamber.
"Please forgive me, husband. I still cannot stay at the mansion for the time being. I-"
"I am still too weak."
Though Xiao Jinghong had gained something tonight, she had also suffered no small blow.
First, despite her breakthrough in the Sword Dao, she had failed to defeat "Dragon Tiger" Liu Wu in one stroke and had been suppressed without any power to resist.
Second, her wish to venture into Barbarian Tribe territory and rescue Xiao Fengchun and Fu Wanqing had come to nothing.
Although the White Immortal had explained the dangers and stakes, she truly felt uneasy at being unable to fulfill her filial duty as their daughter.
Ultimately, her cultivation base and techniques were still too weak. She had no confidence that she could venture deep into Barbarian Tribe territory and bring Xiao Fengchun and Fu Wanqing back.
By contrast, "Dragon Tiger" Liu Wu-
Whether in cultivation base, techniques, or quickness of mind, he surpassed her.
She had never met anyone like him in her life.
Xiao Jinghong pressed her