In the blink of an eye, three days had passed on their journey. During this time, Xiu Yiyi had refused to eat or drink, her grudge toward Xia Fei and her grandfather Xiu Qian growing with every second to the maximum she could muster.
Xia Fei was in the room next to the cultivation chamber with countless soul weapons placed on the ground. Xia Fei was utilizing his Spirit Energy, taking care of Xiu Yiyi from afar.
*Huuu*
Xia Fei let out a long sigh, lighting a cigarette once he relaxed. With his free hand, he massaged his temple, almost as if he was even more exhausted than Xiu Yiyi.
Radix was worried, "Xiu Yiyi is really pitiful, but she has no connections with you, so why expend so much energy on her?"
Xia Fei answered softly, "Do you still remember Wraith?"
"Wraith," Radix was startled. "Of course I remember. He's the personal soul servant of Fuchen's, a little weird. Why are you suddenly mentioning him?"