"Wuji..."
"You have finally returned."
Xiang Wuji took Rouyi's hand and turned to look at that indescribably beautiful face.
Wen Xin.
Or perhaps now, one of the two leaders of the Everlasting Sect, Venerable Mu Xin.
Wen Xin didn't understand Xiang Wuji's complex feelings towards Jing Xueqi.
But what she needed to do was try her best to make Xiang Wuji feel better.
"I will always be by your side."
However, Wen Xin didn't know the mindset of a Divinity Transformation Cultivator had long since become like clear water.
Divinity Transformation Cultivators are not without emotions, they just processed them with utmost rationality.
"Cough cough."
A gentle cough sounded, interrupting their gaze.
A red-clad, spirited woman was looking at the two.
Ye Lianqiu.
"Senior Sister, if outsiders were to see you like this, who knows what trouble they might stir up."
Wen Xin merely laughed softly, saying proudly, "My husband is a Divinity Transformation Cultivator, what have I to fear."
