"Then you shouldn't do this in the future. Today, we were lucky to run into Brother Ye and Brother Jie. What if we don't have such luck next time?" Yang Shirui advised with a stern face.
"I understand," Cheng Miaomiao nodded. This time, she really was being capricious.
"Which island are you a disciple of?" Yang Shirui asked again.
"Jade Immortal Island," Cheng Miaomiao replied.
"Oh, let's send you back first," Yang Shirui said, eager to quickly get Cheng Miaomiao out of the way. She wasn't blind; the way Cheng Miaomiao looked at Jie Wenzhan was so tender, it was about to drip water. Letting them continue this way was out of the question.
"No!" Cheng Miaomiao flatly refused.
Yang Shirui's expression changed, ready to erupt, but she forcibly restrained herself.
