"A'Xiang?" Xiu Wanxue noticed the silence between them and lifted her face to look at him.
At that moment, Wu Tianxiang's sapphire blue eyes had returned to normal.
'Calm down; don't scare her with your dirty desires,' Wu Tianxiang warned himself.
"Sister, I'm glad you're okay now," he smiled at her brightly, inhaling her fragrance.
"Sister, where are you going?" he then asked curiously.
"I'm going to find Uncle Ru. A'Xiang, you better go back to your sect and practice first. You can't just leave," she gently caressed his head, careful not to press too hard since his hair was intricately braided and partially pinned up, adorned with a beautiful jade hairpin.
Half of it was secured with a dark blue ribbon, while the other half cascaded down his shoulders and back.
"Are you going to Ghost Town or Westland?" he raised one eyebrow slightly.
"It isn't suitable for you to come along," she sighed, not denying it. He was too intelligent.