Ungrateful

Middle Continent, bamboo forest, wooden house.

"Pianran, you seem a little distracted these past few days. What's on your mind?" Yan Beichen asked softly with a concerned expression.

Qin Pianran frowned slightly with a hint of worry in her eyes. "For some reason, I've been feeling uneasy recently."

After pausing for a moment, she revealed a smile and pretended to be relaxed. "Beichen, you don't have to worry. It's nothing much. It should be fine after a couple of days."

"Uneasy?"

However, Yan Beichen had a grim expression as he shook his head. "That's an impulse. Given your cultivation, there won't be such a sign for no reason!"

"That doesn't make sense. I've already faked my death to escape and even returned the Asura Saber. How can there be any danger?"

"Furthermore, even if there's danger, it'll be difficult to find this place."