Gu Qingheng immediately became serious upon hearing this, no longer indulging in affections, and instead, he released Yang Ruxin, and the two sat facing each other at the table.
Yang Ruxin recounted the scheme laid out by the Sun Cult on their future path.
The more Gu Qingheng listened, the more alarmed he became: "Why didn't you tell me any of this?" If not for his wife's great abilities, wouldn't they have already been harmed by the Sun Cult people by now? An inexplicable fear gripped him.
"I'm fine." Yang Ruxin shook her head, "What I'm worried about are those herbalists." She paused, "Though I'm not fond of Qi Jingyun, I also don't wish for our Daxuan soldiers to die senselessly."
Gu Qingheng frowned and fell silent; the Sun Cult was too bizarre. They had already experienced this when they were at Wanren Villa, but now there was another Flame Sect.
