"What exactly is Miss Xue's background? You all seem to care about her a great deal." To ease the awkwardness in her heart, Zhao Min changed the subject.
"Her identity is special. Why should I casually tell an outsider like you?" Zhou Zhiruo shut her down with a single sentence.
Zhao Min nearly choked to death. With a huff, she went and sat farther away, refusing to speak to Zhou Zhiruo again.
Meanwhile, Ajiu was pulling Xia Qingqing aside and pouring out her roller-coaster emotions. "Qingqing, do you know that when I saw you all swallowed up by the crowd, I was so frightened my heart nearly stopped? I was planning to kill myself and join you, but then Brother Song appeared like a god descending from heaven. When I saw him stepping through the air, I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me. Who would have thought it was real?"
"Qingqing, do you think Brother Song encountered some great fortune this time? How did his martial arts rise to another level?"
Ajiu excitedly rambled on by herself, only realizing at the end that Xia Qingqing had merely been responding half-heartedly. She could not help asking curiously, "Qingqing, what's wrong?"
"Nothing." Xia Qingqing seemed to suddenly come back to her senses. Forcing a smile, she casually asked, "Ajiu, do you know the identity of that girl dressed like a Miao tribeswoman?"
"She seems to be Lan Fenghuang, the Cult Master of the Five Poisons Sect. Miss Xue is truly capable—even someone like her is willing to be commanded by her," Ajiu answered with a smile.
"Lan Fenghuang?" Xia Qingqing swayed. As someone from the martial world, she naturally knew that the Five Poisons Sect was a subordinate sect of the Sun Moon Holy Cult. The suspicion in her