Su Muyao nodded seriously and said, "Okay."
Then she continued walking forward.
Xuan Che watched her figure from behind. He kept standing there without moving, even after her figure had completely disappeared from sight.
No one knew how long had passed, until a subordinate came hurrying over from afar to remind him, "Young Master, it's already very late. If you still don't go back, the three little masters will get worried."
Only then did Xuan Che finally turn around with difficulty and return to the Bird Tribe.
...
Su Muyao, on the other hand, walked toward the depths of the mountain forest.
The sky grew darker and darker, and this stretch of forest became increasingly strange, carrying a kind of eerie silence.
The damp, cold breath in the air grew thicker and thicker.
No one knew how long she had been walking—probably several days.
The trees inside grew taller and denser, blocking out the sky and sun, even the moonlight at night was completely shut out.
