Yun Huanling felt rather wronged, but he did not dare challenge Su Jiu.
"You first, you first."
Su Jiu cast him a cold glance, and he shuddered again.
"How do your injuries feel now?"
Mo Qi glanced distractedly at Qiao Zirong, then quickly withdrew her gaze and shook her head at Su Jiu. "They're nothing serious anymore."
She thought she had been discreet, never imagining that Su Jiu had seen it all.
A flicker of surprise crossed Su Jiu's heart, but she said nothing.
She merely nodded. "That's good."
Yun Huanling transmitted his voice to Su Jiu, teasing, "I get the feeling she thinks you're in the way."
One cold glance swept over him, and Yun Huanling instantly fell silent.
Su Jiu looked up at the sun, then turned to Mo Qi. "I still have something to do. It may be a while before I can come back and take you down the mountain." Since Yun Huanling had said a curse had appeared on this mountain, it would naturally be best to break it if she could.
Although Mo Qi's expression remained calm when she heard Su Jiu was leaving, delight stirred in her heart. "That's all right. Fellow Daoist Qiao can take me down."
She had assumed Qiao Zirong would be willing to escort her down, but his next words chilled half her heart.
"Fellow Daoist Mo, I'm sorry, but I also have something to attend to on Goddess Mountain."
Embarrassment flashed across Mo Qi's face. She had nearly forgotten that he had come to make a wish as well.
"It's fine. I'll wait for you here, then." Mo Qi smiled as though she did not mind, though some other emotion seemed hidden in her eyes.
Su Jiu considered herself quite sensitive to others' emotions. She sighed, set up