As the crowd dispersed, Miluo noticed that Quan Shifang, although following behind Bai Qing, was looking around with a face full of anxiousness. He suddenly realized: "That's right, the previous two waves of chaotic rock attacks by the White Tiger were very sharp, knocking down quite a few Loose Cultivators, he must be worried about Ning Xiaoxian's safety." He had already scanned around moments before and hadn't seen Ning Xiaoxian's figure. Yet, in his heart, he didn't think that this young girl would encounter any danger. She seemed to always possess some kind of strange power that allowed her to avoid risks and escape predicaments.
Bai Qing was walking in front, but it was as if he had eyes on the back of his head. His Magic Artifact paused beneath his feet, and he sighed into Quan Shifang's ear with a transmission: "Foolish child, go and find her yourself."
