Zhang Hong was wrapped in a layer of white gauze. The cloudlike mist seeped out from within it.
"Stop it! Let go of me!" Zhang Hong struggled fiercely, never expecting Li Xiaoya to discover her hiding place so quickly. In truth, their argument had not lasted long. After he had seen every inch of her like that, she had been so furious that she had almost sworn never to speak to him again, and had headed toward the Heavenly Dao Sect. Halfway there, however, she had begun reflecting on herself. Although Li Xiaoya should not have treated her that way, she had been too impatient and had pushed him into a corner. She should have been more patient.
As for her arm, it had not been dislocated as Li Xiaoya imagined. After all, her body had undergone body tempering with diamond grass. Although Li Xiaoya had used the Overlord Art to fling her hand aside, she had not actually suffered any serious harm. Her pride, however, had taken a blow. She had secretly returned to see how he would react. Knowing that his divine sense was far stronger than hers, she had taken out this white gauze Spiritual Artifact, wrapped herself in it, and hidden overhead, secretly following him.
This Spiritual Artifact was actually among the things she and Li Xiaoya had plundered from the Southwestern Ancient City. It was particularly effective at concealing its user and masking their aura. Although she had remained within the range of Li Xiaoya's divine sense, he had not detected her. Most importantly, she had been clever enough to hide above his head and follow behind him, while he had only searched the ground and his surroundings. He had overlooked the sky overhead, allowing Zhang Hong to pull it off.
She had witnessed all