Ancient Wood Holy Land

Upon hearing his speculation, Jinchen took a deep breath and decided to return to the cabin.

She had long been able to communicate calmly with Jian Wushuang, but she noticed that Jian Wushuang had been increasingly indifferent towards her.

Watching Jinchen's graceful figure depart, Jian Wushuang sighed.

Elder Mucen chuckled and patted his shoulder, saying, "Nephew Wushuang, don't worry too much. This girl Jinchen has been spoiled since childhood, she'll come around."

"That's not what I mean!" Jian Wushuang shook his head.

He harbored no dissatisfaction with Jinchen's actions.

On the contrary, he was eager to repay the debt of gratitude as soon as possible.

After the Holy Meeting, the entire Yue Kingdom would be implicated because of him.

If the Empress could become a Holy Maiden, it would be manageable.

If she couldn't, the days ahead might be difficult.

Jian Wushuang felt somewhat guilty about this.