"Go down? Of course, we have to go down."
Zhiwei remained calm and composed, gently stroking the gourd at her waist. Her trust in her master was almost blind:
"Since Master pointed out this path, how could he let us walk to our deaths in vain?"
"Qing Jun understands this reasoning... but... but..."
The little girl sneaked a glance at the seemingly endless cliff, where vibrant Yunmian flowers bloomed profusely on both sides.
But,
She couldn't deceive her own eyes...
And after all, only her senior sister had seen the strategy guide!
Qing Jun felt utterly unconfident!
Darn master, so biased!
Zhiwei glanced at the little girl,
In this world, apart from Master, she understood this girl the best.
This lass must be thinking that Master is biased!
Yet Master, such a great person, how could he be biased...?
Cough, cough, no, perhaps, maybe he is a little biased towards me.
After all... Master should like her the most.
