Lu Ye now had divine sense to rely on. Though the range he could perceive was not very large, if he carefully investigated, no rustle of wind or movement of grass within one li could escape him.
Shen Xiaomao had indeed come alone this time and had not notified anyone.
"Speak. What did you call me here for?" Shen Xiaomao said.
"First, I have to thank you for last time..."
"Stop!" Shen Xiaomao backed up several steps like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, watching Lu Ye warily. "What last time? There was no last time. Nothing happened last time!"
Their camps stood opposed to each other. Last time, a large number of Myriad Demon Ridge cultivators had gathered, preparing to besiege the Return Heaven Valley Spirit Land. Unable to harden her heart for a moment, she had tipped Lu Ye off, which had already gone against her position.
Although Lu Ye had not left early because of her warning, and had instead beaten Myriad Demon Ridge until their faces were covered in dust and ash, Shen Xiaomao truly did not want to bring up the past again. If others learned of this matter, the charge of colluding with the enemy would be nailed firmly onto her.
Lu Ye understood tacitly and fell silent.
"You called me out just to say this?" Shen Xiaomao looked at Lu Ye, somewhat speechless.
"Of course... not!"
"Then what do you want? Let me say this first: I won't do anything that harms Myriad Demon Ridge. Don't even think of forcing me to do anything, either. Public is public, private is private. We have to keep that clear."
"Don't worry. I won't ask you to do anything difficult. I only want you to bring something to someone."
Shen Xiaomao asked in puzzlement,