"Could she have been kidnapped in a sack?" Chen Qingling's face tightened with worry.
"Huh?!"
Ning Rongrong was dumbfounded. That couldn't be possible, could it?
How could someone be kidnapped in a sack while inside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?
Did she take the sect's people for fools?
Ning Rongrong was speechless. "Qingling, who told you that...?"
"Um... it was a story Father told me when I was little..." Chen Qingling stammered. The more Ning Rongrong looked at her, the more she wanted to laugh.
Qingling knew a lot, but sometimes she still had that natural airheadedness.
No, she should say Qingling was simply too innocent, without a trace of ill intent.
Such a wonderful girl deserved to be protected.
Ning Rongrong blinked playfully. "Qingling, do you think anyone could kidnap someone from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's territory?"
"No." Chen Qingling felt her cheeks burn. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had Titled Douluo guarding it—who would dare act so recklessly?
She had been too anxious, too afraid of losing someone, and had not thought things through.
"Where else haven't we checked?"
"Where..." Chen Qingling rolled her eyes a few times. "I almost forgot to check whether Xiao Wu is in her room at the villa!"
Ning Rongrong fell silent for a moment, suddenly feeling as though Qingling had infected her.
They had kept overlooking the place Xiao Wu was most likely to be.
"Let's go. Xiao Wu should be cultivating diligently in her room."
"Really?"
Chen Qingling was slightly doubtful. During the time she had spent with Xiao Wu, she had hardly ever seen her cultivate.
No matter how many Soul Power Levels Chen Qingling surpassed her by, Xiao Wu could always slowly catch up.
Thinking of Xiao Wu's true identity as a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast,