After Xiaohei and Heihei screeched twice with Yang Ruxin, they swooshed into the mist.
"Young master, why don't you sit down and rest for a while?" Chai Qin looked at Gu Qingheng, "The madam won't be able to come up for a while yet." Hopefully, she wouldn't come up at all.
Gu Qingheng shook his head: "You don't have to worry about me." His gaze remained fixed below.
Chai Qin bit her lip, saying nothing more, but stubbornly stood by his side. At such a close distance, she could see the tiny pores on the man's face just by slightly lifting her gaze, and smell his unique, refreshing scent, which made her heart glad.
As for Changyangzi and Nian Qianqian, they originally found a place nearby where they could land, knowing that the strength of the belt wrapped around the sword handle wouldn't hold much longer, so Nian Qianqian let Zhang Changyang throw her over.
