"Good!"
Luo Qingxuan furrowed her brows slightly, glanced at Su Yuwei, and seeing no reaction from her, she raised her head and replied.
In fact, logically speaking, she didn't need to heed Su Yuwei's opinion, but having suffered a setback before, it was inevitable that she felt uncertain now.
Moreover, although she and Su Yuwei stood on different grounds, they were ultimately both from the Human Race. In the face of the Deserters, they still needed to maintain unity, or else they would merely be a laughingstock to the Deserters.
Soon, the two sides split into east and west, scattering apart. Although no further conflict erupted, the vigilance in their eyes never dissipated.
Particularly on the side of the Human Race, they unnaturally formed small groups based on their respective Sects or families, taking turns to guard and closely watching any changes on the Deserters' side.
At the same time, Luo Qingxuan also avoided the others and stepped onto Su Yuwei's carriage.
