Shen Qinghe's mind was in a daze when, unbeknownst to her, Dongfang Wuya approached, looking at her coldly, "Follow me!"
Shen Qinghe silently followed behind Dongfang Wuya to a secluded place, where he slowed his pace, "Just now, you could have had Nan Sheng expelled from the Sky Pole Sect with a single word, why did you let her off?"
Calling her merciful like a woman? Yet, she doesn't seem like she would repay evil with kindness.
"Now that all the disciples of the sect know Nan Sheng's true colors, and a once-celebrated woman has become despised by all, I wanted to witness such a delightful vindication with my own eyes." She paused before raising another concern, "Uncle-Master, after taking the Snow Bone Grass, I have not shown any signs of breakthrough, does that mean the Snow Bone Grass is useless to me?"
Dongfang Wuya looked at her hanging her head like a fool and inexplicably felt her stupidity was somewhat endearing.