Luo Feng had just sensed a hint of Sword Intent in He Qin's aura.
It seemed she was on the brink of grasping Sword Intent, only a step away.
Despite its formlessness, Luo Feng knew all too well that taking this step was not easy.
If he left He Qin without any help, she could very well miss her chance with Sword Intent completely.
Luo Feng planned to visit He Qin tomorrow night, hoping to assist her in comprehending Sword Intent.
While he had such intentions, others did not share his sentiment.
WHOOSH!
The moment he spoke, many eyes around them immediately turned to Luo Feng.
"Alright."
After a moment's hesitation, He Qin nodded. Her delicate earlobes flushed, as vivid as roses blooming in the snow.
Luo Feng did not realize the ambiguity in his words. Receiving He Qin's response, he turned and strode away.
Many unexpected things had happened during today's cultivation in Snow Valley, and he wanted to go back to see what changes had occurred in his body.
