Feng Jiu stood up, flicked her robe, and looked towards her surroundings. Then, she walked towards the back of the mountain.
When the old man saw it, he hurriedly asked, "What are you going to do this late in the evening?"
Feng Jiu looked back and glanced at him. "I'm going to relieve myself. Do you still want to follow me?"
The old man's cheeks trembled. He glared at her with shame, then turned to Zhuo Junyue. "Look, look! She doesn't look like a woman. This is clearly a little scoundrel!"
Zhuo Junyue ignored the old man but asked Feng Jiu. "Do you need me to keep watch?"
"No." Feng Jiu waved her hand without turning back. Her figure gradually disappeared into the night.
"This girl won't take the opportunity to slip away, will she?" Sage Hun Yuan asked uneasily. He looked towards the direction Feng Jiu left, shook his head and walked around with hands clasped behind his back, waiting for Feng Jiu to return.
