"Thank you both. Poison God Valley will remember this favor," Wang Yuantu said, cupping his fist toward Yan Zhong and Jiang Ying.
"Brother Wang, you're too kind. I was only fulfilling my duty to protect the Princess from harm," Yan Zhong said.
"Huang Xiao's master is my good friend, after all. Looking after him is a duty I cannot shirk. There's no need to thank me," Jiang Ying said, shaking his head.
"I never expected it to end this way. The Jade-Faced Rakshasa actually didn't want the Seven Spirit Blades? If she'd taken the Seven Spirit Blades away, we would have had nothing to say about it. How strange!" Wang Yuantu stared at Godslayer in Huang Xiao's hand, his brows tightly knitted.
"Yes, there's something odd about this. She had no reason to fear us. If she wanted to leave, wouldn't it have been easy?" Yan Zhong said, equally puzzled.
Everyone present was bewildered. The Jade-Faced Rakshasa's decision to return the Seven Spirit Blades at the end was simply too astonishing. They considered many possibilities and made many guesses, but none seemed to offer a reasonable explanation.
Huang Xiao was naturally just as puzzled by the Jade-Faced Rakshasa's actions. Not only had she returned Godslayer to him, but what had her final words meant? Had she been getting him out of trouble? Letting him escape the vortex of this struggle over the Seven Spirit Blades? And taking all the trouble upon herself?
"Forget it. If we can't figure it out, let's stop thinking about it. In any case, we haven't lost the Seven Spirit Blades, so this is the best possible outcome. Still, we should hurry back to the valley, lest those people of the Jianghu refuse to give up and intercept us along the way," Wang Yuantu said