A short while later, a Saint King Realm expert came forward and led Wang Feng and his group toward the city center.
"Go back to the Central Plains Sword Sect! And you two, you don't want your daughter anymore!?"
Wang Feng walked along, holding the hand of the quiet Jiang Hanxi, while responding to their words.
"Oh right, how are my Yan'er and your apprentice getting along?"
"And Qing'er, we'll go find him after we see Yan'er."
Chu Moxi seemed to have just remembered that she had a daughter. After all, someone was taking care of her, which made things easier for her.
The only thing that's causing me worry is my son; I don't know how he is doing now.
She remembered that although she resented him when she left, she still gave him tens of thousands of taels of silver and hundreds of top-grade spirit stones to survive.
"I don't know, maybe they're married? Or maybe they're still slowly improving each other's cultivation."
As Wang Feng followed behind them, he took out two grapes from his storage space and held them in his hand.
He then popped one grape into his own mouth and raised his hand to feed Jiang Hanxi another, chewing the grape as he replied casually.
Chu Moxi fell silent. She knew that Yan'er and the others had a yin-yang combination constitution, and she immediately understood what Wang Feng meant.
Jiang Shaoqing looked puzzled. He could understand getting married, but what did it mean to improve each other's cultivation?
"My lady, open your mouth quickly, ah~"
Ignoring the two silent and confused people, Wang Feng, while walking along the road with a grape in his hand, poked Jiang Hanxi's red lips.
Upon hearing Wang Feng's words, "Wife, open your mouth quickly," Jiang Hanxi's pretty face flushed a faint blush.
In this eerie atmosphere, the group was led to a large teleportation array.
"My husband, I must return to the Ice Palace first, and I will come back to find you in a few days."
Looking at the teleportation array in front of her, Jiang Hanxi gently chewed the grapes in her mouth and spoke to Wang Feng.
Wang Feng paused for a moment, then began to think, his mood now truly downcast.
Just as Wang Feng was pondering, he suddenly felt a hand slowly pressing down on his head and gently rubbing it a few times.
"I'll be back to find you soon. Will you wait for me at the Sword Sect?"
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