The moment Sword Douluo Chen Xin arrived, he sensed a different aura around Zhu Zhuqing, one that seemed to pose a threat even to him.
Hu Liena had only a faint trace of that aura, but Zhu Zhuqing was shrouded in a thick layer of mist that even Chen Xin could not see through.
Zhu Zhuqing smiled and answered, "Your Eminence, please stop teasing me. I still only have seven rings in terms of soul power. Only my spiritual power has broken through."
"Oh, I see." Sword Douluo Chen Xin looked enlightened and stepped aside, leaving everyone undisturbed. His task was already complete, after all.
He headed farther away, where a big, simple-minded fool was squatting on the ground, counting ants.
"Big sister, it's been so long!"
Under everyone's puzzled gazes, Zhu Zhuqing smiled and pulled Ning Rongrong over to Hu Liena, then gave Hu Liena a deep embrace as Ning Rongrong watched in surprise.
A moment later, everyone finally understood the relationship between Zhu Zhuqing and Hu Liena.
"So you're sisters."
"Yes, it's unbelievable. One's surname is Hu, and the other's is Zhu."
Ning Rongrong circled Hu Liena curiously, even sniffing a few times to check her scent.
"Rongrong, what wild guesses are you making? Aren't we sisters too?" Zhu Zhuqing pulled the mischievous Ning Rongrong back.
Everyone chatted idly for a while longer, and Ning Fengzhi returned in less than an hour.
"These soul tools contain food and everyday supplies. Distribute them among yourselves."
There were over a hundred Storage Soul Tools. Most held food and fresh water, while a few contained everyday supplies. Everyone present received some.
"Uncle Ning, Uncle Jian, I won't be taking you this time. We still need you to oversee things outside. If we succeed this time, there'll be another chance next time."