No one seemed to have made a move, so why were all the elders knocked away?
"Let's go!" Feng Yueya rode her sword to soar into the sky, leaving behind a long trail of orange light, which soon vanished from sight.
Feng Yueya had been flying for just a short while when Yun Shangyuan, who had been dealing with the aftermath, caught up with her, flying side by side.
"Yun Shangyuan, I'm homeless now,"
in the sky, Feng Yueya said with a touch of self-mockery.
"Yue Yaya, that was never your home," Yun Shangyuan replied seriously.
Feng Yueya glanced at him sideways, her eyes flickering slightly, "Yun Shangyuan, I'm finding this running away quite thrilling. Do you think they'll chase me everywhere?"
"No, the Huayang Sect will probably only search nearby. They won't conduct a large-scale hunt for you. To them, losing one useless disciple is inconsequential,"
When Yun Shangyuan talked about 'losing one useless disciple', it was as if he was speaking about the death of a fly.