"You really won't yield to persuasion or pressure, will you!" Immortal Bi You shouted angrily.
Yan Qingwu didn't say a word.
At that moment, Yan Qingwu looked at her and slowly said, "Bi You… when the time comes, I will definitely hand the person over to you. Besides, you'd better not get angry; your condition…"
"Mind your own business," Immortal Bi You cut Yan Qingwu off.
She fell silent for a moment, gazing at Yan Qingwu. After some thought, she said, "Fine. If you don't hand him over, that's fine. But if I find out he's... gone…"
"…That won't happen…" Yan Qingwu closed her eyes and said, "I won't let him disappear so easily."
"Then I'm leaving." Immortal Bi You huffed.
With a wave of her hand, a boundless river descended, transforming into clusters of clouds that restored a measure of clarity to the sky.
The shimmering water transformed, and Nanrong Biyou slowly vanished.
Suddenly, her figure reappeared.
"Is there something else?" Yan Qingwu asked.
