The Poison God Valley had a formidable reputation in the Jianghu, but every one of those forces was probably its equal. If they joined forces, things would look grim.
Seeing Huang Xiao's worried expression, Yan Zhong said, "Actually, you needn't be so nervous. It's only a possibility, not something that will necessarily happen. After all, the Poison God Valley isn't so easily provoked. Don't tell me you have no confidence in it?"
"Of course I do." Huang Xiao smiled.
That was right. Even if they wanted to set their sights on the Poison God Valley, they would first have to see whether they had the nerve.
"You needn't dwell on these matters. What you should consider now is how to return to the Poison God Valley as quickly as possible," Yan Zhong said. "I'm afraid this old man won't be able to travel with you from here on. After what happened, this old man must get the princess safely back to the Imperial Palace as soon as possible."
Huang Xiao understood what Yan Zhong meant. This time, those people had mainly come for him-or, more precisely, for the Seven Spirit Blade he carried.
By contrast, probably only the Remnant Demon Sect had come for Zhao Yunhui. Compared with her, he was in far greater danger.
Naturally, Yan Zhong would not let Zhao Yunhui face danger again. The best course was therefore to stay away from Huang Xiao, allowing him to protect her better.
Huang Xiao did not blame Yan Zhong for this.
Yan Zhong was thinking of Zhao Yunhui's safety, and Huang Xiao was no different in that respect. He did not want her to be caught up in danger because of him either.
Thus, even without Yan Zhong saying anything, he would have chosen to leave alone. He had