"Cough cough cough... cough cough..."
Rong Zi shook his dizzy head, coughing several times as he was choked by the dust.
She squinted at Gu Xiaochui, who was lying next to her in a turtle-like position, and kicked his butt in anger.
"Gu Xiaochui! Are you flying on a sword or committing slaying your master?!"
Gu Xiaochui was looking around with his head tilted back, his expression somewhat indescribable. He opened his mouth blankly, "Master..."
Rong Zi's eyes widened. "You really want to kill your master?"
"No." Gu Xiaochui swallowed hard. "Master, please look up and see what's around us."
"What are you looking at?" Rong Zi looked up, puzzled.
However, upon seeing the scene before her, she froze.
Surprisingly, the entire hall was filled with people sitting around the stage where she and Gu Xiaochui were, all staring at them with utter bewilderment.
Several women carrying musical instruments stood on the steps.
Clearly, their stage had already been taken before they even got on stage.
In that instant, Rong Zi experienced firsthand the embarrassment of having toes gripping the ground.
But she always believed one thing.
If she doesn't feel embarrassed, then it must be someone else who feels embarrassed.
Rong Zi pulled Gu Xiaochui to her feet, cleared her throat, and greeted the people below the stage in a very familiar manner.
"Hi, fellow Daoists, are we watching a performance?"
The audience was completely silent.
Rong Zi: "Hehe, well, I wonder if you guys have ever seen a performance where something falls from the sky?"
The audience was stunned.
"Miss Rong!" Zhu Haohao, who had caught up, jumped in through the large hole in the roof and rushed to Rong Zi in a hurry, looking her up and down and left and right.
Are you alright? Are you hurt anywhere?
His four senior female classmates followed closely behind.
Seeing that the person who captured Rong Zi was right there, Zhu Haohao brandished his sword, shouting, "You shameless villain, take this!"
Rong Zi quickly pulled Gu Xiaochui behind her to protect her, and hurriedly reached out Er Kang's hand to Zhu Haohao.
"Wait, wait a minute!"
Zhu Haohao asked, puzzled, "Miss Rong, why are you protecting him?"
“He’s not a thug, he’s my…” Rong Zi’s eyes darted around as he said, “Senior brother! He’s my senior brother from Rongling Sect.”
Their Rongling Sect is still too weak.
We need to play it safe for a while.
For the time being, they cannot let people know that their Rongling Sect's sect leader is actually a Qi Refining stage cultivator like her, who could be killed with a single finger by anyone.
Zhu Haohao was taken aback. "Senior brother?"
Rong Zi nodded vigorously.
"Yes, it's Senior Brother. I've been away from the sect for too long, and you were worried about me, so you came all the way here to find me."
Zhu Haohao raised his hand and scratched the back of his head. "I was looking for you, but why did he grab you and run away when he saw you?"
Judging from the situation just now, he thought they had run into human traffickers in broad daylight.
“Maybe…” Rong Zi started brainstorming and explained, “Maybe it’s because my senior brother found out that I had offended a disciple of the Yao Huo Sect and was afraid that they would harm me, so he wanted to take me away as soon as possible?”
As she spoke, she nudged Gu Xiaochui with her elbow and winked at him.
"Is that so, Senior Brother?"
"Huh?" Gu Xiaochui was still a little confused.
How did he become the master's senior brother?
Seeing this, Rong Zi pinched his forearm hard.
"Ouch..." Gu Xiaochui almost jumped up in pain, nodding with teary eyes, "No... that's right, that's exactly it."
Zhu Haohao nodded knowingly, "I see."
The disciples of Yaohuo Sect were indeed at the entrance of the auction house just now. No wonder Miss Rong's senior brother was in such a hurry to take her away, and he couldn't even control his sword steadily.
Having figured this out, Zhu Haohao quickly put away his spirit sword, straightened his clothes, cleared his throat, and put on a perfect smile.
"Hello, senior brother. I am Miss Rong's friend. My name is Zhu Haohao. I am a direct disciple of the Shuiyuan Sect. I hope you will be lenient with me in the future."
Gu Xiaochui: "...?"
This scene... looks a little strange?
When Rong Zi heard Zhu Haohao introduce himself, his heart tightened immediately.
She looked up at Gu Xiaochui and saw his blank expression, then she breathed a sigh of relief without making a sound.
"It's getting late, and my senior brother and I are in a hurry to find Junior Brother Yun Jing to go back to the sect together. Goodbye for now~" Rong Zi casually said goodbye to Zhu Haohao, then grabbed Gu Xiaochui's arm and pulled him outside.
However, they had only taken two steps when they were met with a face staring at them with a deathly gaze.
"Fellow Daoists, before we part, isn't there one last thing we need to settle between us?"
In the end, Rong Zi tearfully compensated the owner of the dance hall with one hundred high-grade spirit stones.
In addition to the cost of repairing the roof, it also includes the compensation for lost wages due to the business closure.
It wasn't until Rong Zi had led Gu Xiaochui far away that Gu Xiaochui suddenly had a flash of inspiration and opened her eyes wide to ask a question.
"That person just now said he was a direct disciple of some sect?"
Rong Zi: "..."
Has this kid's reflexes run away from home?
...
A few days later, Rong Zi finally returned to Rongling Sect with her two disciples.
Yun Jing and Gu Xiaochui stood blankly on the ruins, then turned to Rong Zi and asked in a daze.
"What about our sect?"
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