"Zhang Que..."
"My surname is Jiang, call me Jiang Que." The young girl corrected him.
Jiang Shouzhong smiled, going along with her: "Jiang Que, if you're unhappy in the Blood Spirit Cave, return to me. Once I find Er Liang, you all..."
"It's too late."
"What?"
Jiang Shouzhong looked at the young girl in confusion.
The breeze gently brushed by, slightly lifting her strands of hair...
Jiang Que's bright eyes seemed to shimmer with a layer of moon-lit mist, yet her face still carried a smile: "From the moment you left the Capital, you missed the chance to keep me. It's already too late."
Jiang Shouzhong fell silent.
What she said wasn't wrong.
If he had chosen to forcibly keep her back in the Capital, she wouldn't have left.
Unfortunately, it was only while escorting her that he came to realize this.
"Sigh, I thought all my hard cultivation would let me surpass you. Turns out, you've grown even stronger."
