"Are we really just going to let them go!?"
Nangong Feng's expression visibly froze. She hadn't expected Qin Feng to choose to forgive them.
Although she hadn't known Qin Feng for long, based on their recent interactions and the Qin family's shameless ways, she'd thought he would chase after them and refuse to stop until he'd dug out the Sealed Dao Seal.
"Alas, what can I do?"
Qin Feng sighed helplessly and explained, "My cultivation is sealed right now. With only the physical strength of the Witch Clan, I wouldn't be able to beat them even if I caught up. I'd better recharge first, then take on this world!"
"For real!?"
Nangong Feng's beautiful eyes were full of suspicion. She felt that Qin Feng couldn't possibly have good intentions.
She'd been too nervous to notice earlier, but Qin Feng had been far too calm from beginning to end. He didn't act at all like someone whose cultivation had been sealed. It made her feel that when things were out of the ordinary, there was bound to be a demon—and Qin Feng was planning something wicked.
"Your Majesty, are you all right!?"
The moment Little Fragrant Concubine heard that Qin Feng's cultivation had been sealed, she lifted her tear-streaked, beautiful face.
Her tear-filled eyes held five parts heartache, three parts concern, and two parts anxiety. She even reached out her delicate hand and placed it against Qin Feng's chest, checking his condition.
"I'm fine."
Qin Feng couldn't resist the concern of a sweet girl and immediately turned into a grinning fish.
"Hah. Men..."
Watching from the side, Nangong Feng couldn't help rolling her eyes.
She'd asked Qin Feng the very same question earlier and gotten the same answer, but now she understood what it meant to be brushed off.
``` Ding!