Long Xiao and the others returned to the warship.
As they recalled what they had just witnessed, cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.
"We've got the dragon-holding essence. It's time to leave."
Long Xiao glanced up at the sky and said with a soft chuckle.
"You're leaving?"
At his words, a trace of disappointment appeared on Qing Yanjing's face.
But she soon composed herself.
"What's wrong? Can't bear to part with me, my second wife?"
Long Xiao's teasing tone made Qing Yanjing blush.
She shot him a fierce glare.
"Hmph!"
With that, she turned and left.
Though she said nothing, her eyes had already given him her answer.
"Well..."
Long Xiao glanced at Medusa.
Medusa nodded gently.
"I'll be right back."
Long Xiao smiled at that, then hurried after her.
Qing Yanjing stood in the loft of the warship's palace, gazing into the distance. For some reason, she felt a hollow sense of loss.
"No feast under heaven lasts forever. You have your future, and I have my own path. Isn't that all right?"
Long Xiao stepped out from behind her.
Some things really were better left unsaid, especially considering what the Firmament Board had told him.
If Qing Yanjing developed those sorts of feelings for him, would everything truly be thrown into chaos?
Would the person Evil Keyboard Immortal had foretold be unable to appear?
"I know..."
Qing Yanjing turned back to look at him.
Her eyes were filled with longing. Only when Long Xiao was about to leave did she realize that she could never get enough of looking at this handsome young man.
She did not know what had come over her.
"Long Xiao, thank you."
Her voice was a little hoarse.
Long Xiao paused, then said, "What's there to thank me for? It was