WHOOSH—
A gentle breeze swept past, and the entire bamboo forest shivered. Pei Yuhang sensed something and looked up.
A figure in a Black Gold Daoist Robe came into view.
"Hey, Pei Yuhang, you still haven't answered me!"
Completely oblivious, Ji Xichan stepped in front of Pei Yuhang. She reached out and grabbed the corner of his robes, refusing to let him leave.
"Fellow Daoist Pei, let my disciple rest for a while. There is something I wish to discuss with you regarding Ji Xichan."
The Sound of Divine Sense had entered Pei Yuhang's Sea of Consciousness. Although Pei Yuhang didn't understand why Chen Tiansheng hadn't stepped in to take his disciple back himself, he didn't ask. He simply and swiftly flicked Ji Xichan on the forehead.
HUM—
"Pei Yuhang... you?!"
Ji Xichan's eyes widened, as if she couldn't believe Pei Yuhang had suddenly struck her. An irresistible drowsiness washed over her. The young woman's eyelids grew heavy, and at last, she fell into a deep sleep.
