This day, the sun was already high in the sky. Xiao Hua and the other three sat cross-legged, looking at one another, yet none dared speak. Everyone's eyes were filled with anxiety, but... who had any solution?
Suddenly, a crimson streak of light flashed past. A communication talisman descended from the sky and landed before Xiao Xianrui.
"Master..."
"A message from the sect leader?" Xiao Hua sprang to his feet at once, staring excitedly at the communication talisman before Xiao Xianrui.
Though they still did not know the contents of the talisman, the arrival of a message meant that Xiao Yuehong was... unharmed. How could they not be delighted?
"Oh no, Father is injured!" When Xiao Xianrui picked up the communication talisman, crushed its glow, and heard Xiao Yuehong's voice transmission within, her expression changed drastically once more.
"Where is he? How badly is he hurt?" Gong Mingwei hurriedly asked.
"Father did not explain the extent of his injuries. He only said that he would return immediately and told us to hold on a little longer!" Xiao Xianrui's expression shifted between light and dark.
"Hold on a little longer?" Zhang Qingxiao was somewhat stunned. "Master... could he have only just received the communication talisman?"
"Come, let's head deeper into Huanghua Ridge and meet him halfway. We might be able to find Master!" Gong Mingwei made the decision without hesitation, threw out a flying talisman, and took off first.
Just as Xiao Hua was about to move, he heard Gong Mingwei instruct, "Xiao Hua, don't go. Stay here and keep watch. If anything happens, send us a message at once!"
As he spoke, Xiao Xianrui tossed down a communication talisman.
"Yes, I understand!" Xiao Hua accepted the communication talisman and tucked it into his robes. He watched the three fly deeper