Feng Xia glanced at Long Da, who immediately understood. He flew in front of the little girl and said smoothly, "Mother, I'm the one who brought these fellows here. They should be of great help during this trip to the Imperial Tombs."
"You found helpers?"
Qing Lin's heart skipped a beat. Her eyes swept across the group of people with Feng Xia and paused on Zhu Youniang's face for a moment. Finally, her gaze landed on Lei Shao and Chu Zhuyun.
She snorted softly and a cold smile appeared on her small face. "My child, although you are born with extraordinary wisdom, you have seen too little of the evil in people's hearts. These are just a few divine beings from the Thousand Autumn Valley and they're not at the same level as that Xuanwu Emperor. What right do they have to enter the Imperial Tombs?"
Long Da did not recognize Lei Shao and the rest, but Qing Lin could remember them clearly.