Over the past few days, Su Jiu had begun muddling through her memories of everything that had happened recently.
When had she begun to grow so full of herself, to lose sight of who she really was?
Just as Chu Luohen had said, she was merely a Foundation Establishment cultivator, yet she had actually dared to provoke a Nascent Soul Cultivator like Sect Leader Li. Hadn't she become exactly the sort of fool she once condemned, hiding behind her sect to put on airs?
She really did seem to have grown restless and rash.
She did not even know when she had started losing her way on this path.
Whenever she thought of what had happened a few days earlier, she could not help sighing: Chu Luohen's cold gaze, her master's aggrieved, wounded gaze, and the complicated, inscrutable looks Xia Jue and Ning Hai had given her before leaving.
Su Jiu could not help clutching her head in both hands. What on earth have I done?
They had only been worried about her, yet she had completely misconstrued their intentions.
Su Jiu had already lost count of how many times she had sighed over the past few days.
A Message Talisman landed in her hand. To her surprise, it was from Qin Ming. "Meet me in Wing City in a month."
Getting away would be good, Su Jiu thought. Otherwise, running into anyone would be unbearably awkward.
Before leaving, she thought for a moment, then took out four Message Talismans and sent them flying in different directions.
In a residence somewhere in Wing City, a woman holding an ancient zither confronted three people who looked fairly normal, her eyes red. "They were my fellow disciples! Why did you kill them? Why?"
One of the women pushed her aside impatiently. "If