The next morning
The morning had arrived. Ping Hu slowly got up because he did not want to wake Qing Xu. No clothes covered his body. He bent to pick up his pants and shirt to quickly throw them on his body. Then, he called high-quality qi food out to eat and sat down, controlling his qi in order to digest it.
"Hm, Ping Hu, are you awake?" Qing Xu, who sensed the qi, woke up. Her condition was different than Ping Hu's. She was fully clothed because Ping Hu had dressed her before she fell asleep.
"Yes. In the late morning, I'll go out and immediately search for the place where the Qinglong Trial is. Time is critical for you," said Ping Hu.
"Then, I'll go with you," said Qing Xu.
"No, Qing. It's dangerous. Yian Chen's assassins are trying to kill me. I'm afraid they will hurt you." Ping Hu explained his reason.
"Understood. I never thought you were going to leave me the morning after our wedding," said Qing Xu.