Little Wild Grass's dejected expression took Li Muyang by surprise.
Since this little girl had embarked on the path of cultivation, she had increasingly possessed the demeanor of an Immortal.
She seemed as if she had all the wisdom at her fingertips, everything under control, always smiling at everything, and only occasionally revealing a fox-like smirk with a bit of playful mischief.
This Little Wild Grass, who had turned into a cunning fairy, hadn't shown such a helpless expression in many years.
Even her words were full of a sense of despair, as if she was arranging her affairs for after her departure.
Li Muyang knew something was amiss, sighed, and patted her shoulder, consoling her.
"Then we'll first return to Black Cloud Fort, and stay there for a while,"
Without hurrying to ask about the situation, Li Muyang first agreed to Little Wild Grass's suggestion and decided to accompany her back for a stay.
Li Muyang's gentle tone made Little Wild Grass pause slightly.