Half a year later, Sima You Yue finally came out from seclusion. When she found Qin Qin, she was in a discussion with Xiao Ling about food.
Nai He and Mo Yu were by the side, their faces as dark as the bottom of a pot. Mo Yu angrily pinched and punched his body.
Her return broke up the weird vibe in the house.
"Master!"
"Yue Yue!"
"Little Martial Uncle!"
The first two voices sounded surprised, while the 'Little Martial Uncle' sounded weak.
"All of you are here!" Sima You Yue walked over, and first said to Nai He, "Why are you guys still here? Have you settled your matters?"
"It's all done, but someone said that his Little Martial Uncle was still in the Abyss of Hell, so he had to follow you to ensure your safety. All the way till you leave the Abyss of Hell!" Mo Yu said sourly.
"Although the sect had instructed you as such, you didn't have to follow it." Sima You Yue said.
