Zheng Jin hesitated for a moment, but ultimately he still urged, "Miss Ji, in just three days, Young Master Ming will exit his retreat. Why must you persist like this!"
Ji Kongyou remained silent, but Zheng Jin felt her body tremble slightly at that moment.
The tremor was very light, truly light. Seeing this faint tremor, Zheng Jin felt as if he might have seen wrongly.
After all, Ji Kongyou was a peerless expert. In Zheng Jin's eyes, even if there were three or four of him, he would not stand a chance against her.
For such martial artists, their control over their bodies is incredibly formidable, making it very unlikely for such experts to lose their composure.
"I just want to stay here for a while; you all leave me!" Ji Kongyou's voice carried a trace of coldness as she spoke again.
Hearing this commanding tone, a hint of anger rose in Zheng Jin's eyes, but in an instant, he suppressed his rage.