"One, Xu Xiaoshou is at the All Time Forgotten Sorrow Pavilion, not even the immortals can rescue you. You are too lax; remember, girls should not go out at night."
"Two, space is not sealed, not in exile, the Apricot Realm is always your fallback, but once you think of retreating, you no longer wish to retreat."
"Three, I come here with no malice, you two don't need to hold your swords and glare... Uh, in response, I just want to introduce someone to you, and have a few words for Liu Sword Immortal."
Yu Zhiwen's face showed not a trace of fear, she reached out to stop Li Fuyu from advancing forward, standing quietly on the shallows, the sound of the waves still roaring in her ears.
"Dao Qiongcang, do you have nothing to say to me?" She appeared very calm.
"Yes!"
Dao Qiongcang spoke heavily, stopping three yards away, bending at a ninety-degree bow: "I'm sorry."
Yu Zhiwen's face turned pale.
