Qiu Chen had not detected Ye Qingtang's presence yet. He just crouched by the waterfall, quietly washing himself. The moment he stood up, a petite figure walked out from a small forest by the side.
Ye Qingtang turned to look and was stunned.
The person who had just emerged from those trees was Qiu Ci!
Qiu Ci's face was pale. She was dragging a large sack behind her, which was completely drenched in blood. One would wonder what was stored inside.
Even though she was looking at two familiar faces now, Ye Qingtang did not let down her guard at all. Having journeyed through the mountain valley, she was well aware of how terrible this demon-filled area was.
But both Qiu Chen and Qiu Ci were completely unharmed. Apart from their pale countenance, nothing seemed amiss.
"Brother Qiu Chen…" Qiu Ci raised her head timidly to look at Qiu Chen.
Qiu Chen shot her an impatient look. He suddenly reached out and smacked Qiu Ci to the ground.
