Xi Que silently released Ji Fengyao and stepped aside.
She knew Shang Xiye was suffering, and she was suffering too.
The enemy was right in front of her, and might have even bullied her young lady right in front of her; yet she "turned a blind eye" to it and was powerless to fight back.
This feeling is truly awful!
Ji Fengyao wrapped her arms around Shang Xiye's back and patted him gently: "It's alright, Your Highness. Actually, you're much stronger than him, really. Once you regain your memories, you can easily beat hundreds or even thousands of people like him, the kind who can slap three of them with one blow."
"Being less skilled is being less skilled, there are no excuses." Shang Xiye gently pushed Ji Fengyao away, cupped her face in one hand, and said with a firm gaze, "Guide me, teach me how to cultivate. Even if I can't regain my memories for a while, I will definitely become stronger and be able to protect you!"
Ji Fengyao laughed when she heard him say that:
Her master taught her cultivation in her past life, and now she wants to teach her master cultivation.
Life is truly unpredictable; fortunes change.
"You really want me to teach you?" Ji Fengyao smiled mischievously and glanced at Shang Xiye. "I'm very strict, and I'll punish people by making them stand facing the wall in self-reflection at the drop of a hat!"
"You don't have that opportunity," Shang Xiye said confidently.
Ji Fengyao's lips twitched smugly:
Haha, young man, don't be too confident.
I remember very clearly how many times you punished me by making me stand facing the wall back then!
"Miss, I want to practice too!" At this moment, Xique also hurriedly came up, her little hand clenched into a fist, her expression firm: "If I don't practice well, you can punish me however you want; as long as you are willing to teach me and don't think I'm stupid!"
Ji Fengyao freed one hand to pat Xique's shoulder and said happily, "Okay, I'll teach you. From today onwards, we all need to work hard in our cultivation, and no one is allowed to slack off anymore!"
Although last-minute cramming is probably useless, she can't just coast along; that's not the style of Yun Yao or her master.
In their master's words, they should: live freely and die joyfully.
Whoever backs down is a bastard!
When the three of them came down from the top of the cliff, Ji Chenhai, Ji Fengming, and Hei Xiao had already arrived at the bottom of the cliff and were preparing to go up.
The other groups present were still engaged in a chaotic battle, but more than half of them had been killed or wounded. Those who were still standing were clearly exhausted or injured.
Seeing Ji Fengyao, Shang Xiye, and Xique come down, Ji Chenhai, Ji Fengming, and Hei Xiao visibly breathed a sigh of relief.
Ignoring the ridicule, Wuhen rushed over and tightly grasped Xique's hand, asking anxiously in a low voice, "Que'er, are you hurt?"
"No, I'm fine. Miss and Master arrived just in time," Xique patted her chest confidently and even jumped up and down energetically.
Wuhen smiled with relief.
Even though Bai Lu was making silly faces at him and teasing him, he still grinned shamelessly and refused to let go of Xi Que's hand.
Ji Chenhai glanced at the battle, which was nearing its end, and said in a low voice, "This is not the place to talk. Let's leave here first."
Ji Fengyao, Shang Xiye, and the others nodded.
The group silently bypassed the battlefield, preparing to retreat down the mountain.
As they reached the crossroads leading down the mountain, Jiao Da's cold voice came from behind: "Brother Long, it's not very righteous of you to just leave like this, is it?"
Ji Chenhai and his group stopped and turned around. They saw Jiao Da covered in blood, holding a large knife in one hand and dragging his face mask, which was soaked with tears, as Chen Xiaoyi, who was limp like a dead dog, walking towards them.
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