"Holy Master, are you all right?"
The City Lord of Tianmiao Holy City anxiously dug Yin Rurong out from deep underground and placed her on a Lapis Stone by the Flowing Water River.
Yin Rurong lay on the stone.
Her eyes were empty, staring blankly up at the sky.
No wonder Misty Sect had risen so swiftly.
It turned out to be because this Sect had a Saint!
"Ye Feng, you've hidden deep indeed!"
Yin Rurong angrily slapped the ground, shattering the Lapis Stone beneath her into fine powder; she landed on the ground, her face full of rage.
Her aura surged.
She became radiant again; a faint mist surrounded her body, obscuring her true face from view.
"Ye Feng?"
"What does this have to do with Ye Feng?"
The City Lord of Tianmiao Holy City was puzzled.
"You go back first!" Yin Rurong said abruptly, and then she cast a cold glance at the City Lord of Tianmiao Holy City.
"Uh, alright."
The City Lord of Tianmiao Holy City dared not disobey.