Fang Yourong watched coldly, not informing Deacon Zhan about her Junior Sister—who always ended up weak and exhausted when going out, even though most of her opponents were defeated.
The rest... nobody followed her.
There were so many spoils of war, all earned with great difficulty. Now that there was no life-threatening danger, it was a matter of profit distribution.
None were willing to abandon them.
After boarding the Flying Boat, Fang Yourong saw Qin Yu secretly wink at her. Wink? With a glance, Fang Yourong slightly lowered her gaze and said calmly, "How did you expend so much? Don't you have several arrays to protect yourself? You should have been able to escape by stalling for time, so why foolishly remain in a dangerous place?"
Her voice was so cool yet not overly cold, ethereal and magnetically soft, making her quiet demeanor on the boat seem ethereally beautiful.
Wei Qian took a glance, his eyes turning slightly deep.
