Chen Bufan coughed dryly and said, “Um, junior sister Yun, have you been feeling unwell for the past few days? It’s better for you to rest early. We’ll be going back now.”
Zhao Hui said from the side, “Yes, Junior Sister Yun, you should rest well! We Won’t Disturb You Anymore!”
Yun chujiu snorted coldly and said, “I’ll only give you one chance. If you don’t go, I’ll find someone else! Anyway, there are plenty of inner sect disciples who want to go to the eye of sword intent.”
Yun Chujiu sat on the stone bench with a nonchalant look on her face.
Li Zhuangzhi and the others looked at each other and thought about what had happened on the Blood Sand Island. Junior Sister Yun had even destroyed the blood tree. Perhaps she could really get them into the top 100?
Chen Bufan’s chubby face suddenly smiled like a flower. “Junior Sister Yun, we are just joking with you! Do you have any way to get us into the top 100?”