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What truly made Jiang Xuan raise an eyebrow was that among the Cultivators gathered in this ruined village, quite a few looked at him with almost expectant eyes.

Many more wore dark expressions and grave faces, but they were merely pondering the situation rather than targeting Jiang Xuan.

This left Jiang Xuan rather puzzled. "Since when did I become so popular?"

Before he could sort out this confusion, a crisp cheer, like pearls tumbling onto a jade plate, rippled out beside him—

"Senior Brother Jiang Xuan, you're here!"

The first to greet him was Chu Hengzhi, the Chu Household's Legitimate Daughter.

As for Gong Qingyue, the woman who had always been elegant and composed, as though nothing in the world could trouble her heart, her delicate brows imperceptibly furrowed when she saw Su Xingying float down gracefully from the giant deer's back. Her figure paused for the briefest instant as well.

Yet it was only an instant. The next moment, that faint abnormality vanished from her entirely, as though it had never existed.

Then, with lotus steps, she moved to Su Xingying's side, her slender hand looping around Su Xingying's arm as she called affectionately,

"Little sister, have you come around? You should have done so long ago..."

While the two of them chatted in gentle harmony, Jiang Xuan focused more of his attention on observing the situation before him.

His gaze swept over the scattered groups throughout the village, and Jiang Xuan discovered something that greatly surprised him—the place was crowded, and the atmosphere carried an indescribable strangeness, yet the people maintained an unbelievable peace among themselves.

No one had drawn swords against another. No one concealed murderous intent. It could not even be called a standoff with each side holding its own ground.

This discovery left Jiang Xuan