Perhaps that news had overloaded Chi Jiuyu somewhat. She remained silent for quite a while, following behind Xu Xing with a conflicted expression for several minutes.
It was not until a gentle figure appeared not far ahead that she raised her head somewhat blankly.
Oh, it was Senior Sister Ning.
Just like last time, Ning Wanzhu had come to receive the two of them.
"Senior Sword Ancestor." She bowed. "My master is at the place where he met you last time. You may go directly there."
"Mm." Xu Xing nodded slightly, then turned to Chi Jiuyu. "I'll have to trouble you to look after Jiuyu."
"Rest assured."
Then, as before, Xu Xing took out a storage ring.
"Take it. Have a good look around with your Senior Sister Ning. Once I've dealt with things, we'll leave."
"Oh..."
After she accepted the storage ring, Xu Xing said nothing more. His figure vanished on the spot.
Ning Wanzhu looked at Chi Jiuyu and found that she seemed deeply conflicted, as though she were pondering something...
Hm?
What was going on?
For Junior Sister Jiuyu, of all people, to have such an expression on her face?
"Junior Sister Jiuyu, are you all right?"
"..." Chi Jiuyu paused. "Senior Sister, suppose your good friend's parents both died, but you found out before she did. How would you tell her and comfort her?"
Ning Wanzhu: "..."
As expected of Junior Sister Jiuyu—this "suppose" was truly explosive.
But... so she had been agonizing over something like this?
"So, has someone around you encountered something like this?"
"Actually, that person is my junior sister. Martial Uncle told me to tell her about it..." Chi Jiuyu scratched her head. "But I have no idea how to comfort people."
She was rather good at snapping at people, though.
"Tell