Yang Xing laughed and looked at her.
"I thought you truly did not care about your biological mother at all. Yet you still asked."
Qian Renxue's expression stiffened for a moment.
Her relationship with Bibi Dong was indeed terrible. For more than a decade, Bibi Dong had shown no concern for her; having a mother or not made little difference. But blood ties were not something that could simply be severed, and no matter how thin their bond was, it did exist.
But that was not the only reason she had asked.
There was another concern that was even harder to voice.
She felt that even if her master went to Spirit City, he likely would not come away unscathed. What if he failed to kill Bibi Dong and fell into a trap instead?
But she was unwilling to admit the first reason, while she feared Yang Xing would think she looked down on him if she gave the second, hurting his pride.
Both reasons were stuck in her throat, and she could not say either one.
Yang Xing looked at her tense expression and saw through the meaning behind her words.
"I came to find you precisely because I wanted to consider your feelings. You can tell me whatever you are thinking."
Qian Renxue took a deep breath and no longer concealed her intentions.
"Since that is the case, I hope Master can give me some time to handle this matter. If I fail to resolve it, then Master may decide what to do afterward. Would that be acceptable?"
She then gave her reason.
"After all, Xiao Wu has not suffered any substantial harm for the moment. If Master insists on clashing head-on with Bibi Dong, you may truly end up standing against the entire Spirit Hall. That is