Half a year after Su Jiu and her companions left the sect, they finally returned.
Su Jiu was always in a good mood whenever she returned to the sect, and this time had originally been no exception.
But after overhearing a conversation, her good mood instantly plunged to rock bottom.
What did they mean, Mian Mian was injured and unconscious?
The moment Su Jiu heard the news, she panicked. After handing the Heavenly Origin Lock to Xia Jue, she headed straight for Blazing Flame Peak.
As soon as she stepped off her Flying Sword, the first person she saw was none other than her martial uncle, whom she had not seen in a long time.
Chu Luohen glanced at Su Jiu and patted her shoulder, gesturing for her to go inside.
Standing outside the door, Su Jiu pressed her lips together and took a deep breath before entering.
Chu Mojin still had his fingers on Su Mianmian's pulse, while Hong Ling stood beside him, tense and anxious.
Su Jiu first paid her respects to Hong Ling and Chu Mojin, then turned to look at Su Mianmian.
The sleeping Su Mianmian was very quiet, her round, apple-like face still carrying a healthy flush. If not for the unpleasant smell of medicine, Su Jiu would almost have believed she was simply asleep.
She softened her voice as much as she could, but an unmistakable chill remained. "What happened?"
Overwhelmed with guilt, Jin Chen slapped himself. "It was my fault."
Su Jiu's gaze was like a sharp sword, almost piercing straight through Jin Chen. "Explain!"
It was the first time Jin Chen had seen Su Jiu like this. Her eyes were as cold as wintry stars, piercing and intimidating, and she even radiated an almost savage killing intent. But perhaps because everyone around