Delicate and clear eyes carried a touch of helpless fear.
It was probably because she thought he was going to let go.
Xu Yuan shook his head and said in a low voice:
"Leave first and wait for me outside the ancestral shrine."
"....."
Feng Mingming fell silent for a short while, nodded gently, and then walked slowly towards the cave's exit.
The young girl's footsteps were very slow, and when passing by the young man in white, her head was nearly tucked in like an ostrich, clutching the hem of her dress tightly.
It seemed she was afraid that the other party might suddenly attack her.
However, in the flickering of the bright lantern, the young man in white only gave her a cold glance.
In the silence, Xu Yuan watched the girl's departing figure, but soon his view was blocked.
The young man in white moved unnoticeably half a step forward and to the side, obstructing Xu Yuan's view of Feng Mingming.
And this subtle movement made Xu Yuan's expression instantly odd.