Ning Xuan gave her a glance and spat out two words, "Intuition."
Yuan Yurong rolled her eyes at him. I'll believe you my ass!
"Let's go."
Ning Xuan didn't explain, and neither did Yun Wangshu or the other two women ask. They simply did as he said, confident that he would never harm them.
Behind them, Yuan Yurong looked on with an envious expression. Then, a smile blossomed on her face as she quickly followed. The others did the same. Even the experts from Su Yue Zhuai broke precedent and appeared behind Yuan Yurong.
Only a few people hung back, looking conflicted. They were from the Martial God Temple. They didn't want to delve into the enmity between Ning Xuan and Ning Yang; they only knew it was a fight to the death. Furthermore, Ning Xuan had long shown disrespect toward their Martial God Temple, so they were reluctant to follow his lead now.
