The two of them looked toward the two figures striding over with fierce momentum.
Jiang Lu's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that her master had never explained the situation to Sect Master Shi at all?
From the look of things, they had come to demand an explanation.
Jiang Lu's toes shifted slightly as she took two steps back, hid behind her master, and poked out half her head. Her hand unconsciously clenched tight around the robe at her master's waist.
"Ye Qing, that's rather unfriendly of you. I spent the past few days checking the numbers with the Medicine King Pavilion's Grand Elder, and no matter how we counted, they never matched. So you'd secretly hidden someone away?"
Elder Wen of the Flowing Cloud Sect strode forward and pointed at Ye Qing's nose, his tone dripping with mockery.
Then his gaze fell upon Jiang Lu's half-exposed head, and she looked somewhat familiar.
He rubbed his eyes, suddenly recalling something.
He jabbed Shi Yan with his elbow and pursed his lips, signaling the sect master to look over.
Shi Yan froze slightly and followed his gaze toward Jiang Lu. Jiang Lu immediately shrank back.
Shi Yan's heart gave a jolt. Why did that figure look so familiar?
His body flashed, and in the next instant, he appeared beside Jiang Lu.
He stretched out a hand and yanked Jiang Lu out. Her feet dangled in the air as she was hauled from behind Ye Qing like a little chick.
Shi Yan's voice was low and restrained. "Raise your head."
Having been dragged out by the hand, Jiang Lu guiltily lowered her head. At his words, she startled and looked up, revealing a guilty face as her big eyes brimmed with tears.
When she saw the face before her, darkened across