Hou Yuxiao had not finished speaking when he just let out a sigh, whipped his horse fiercely, and drove away in his carriage.
The sister and brother stood in place for a long time, waiting until Hou Yuxiao's carriage was out of sight. The blankness that had been on their faces was suddenly gone, replaced by a deep gleam in their eyes, and their expressions were filled with a maturity and shrewdness that belied their ages.
"After exerting the strength of nine oxen and two tigers, we finally managed to escape the Divine Capital. We didn't perish at the hands of those powerful beings, only to almost be undone by six insignificant thieves. No wonder there's a saying that a phoenix in adversity is inferior to a chicken—I've truly experienced it this time!"