It had just rained at the Holy Mountain. The sky was clear and the mountain path was muddy.
Cheng Qingxue had just walked around the courtyard when her skirt was covered in mud.
She frowned unhappily. "How much longer are we going to stay here?"
"Do you want to go home?"
The Saintess walked over from behind the corridor.
Cheng Qingxue called her sister and quickly stepped forward. "I'm already fine. There's no need to continue to detoxify."
"I'll arrange for someone to send you home later."
"Aren't you going back with me?"
"I still have things to do."
Cheng Qingxue lowered her head and fell silent.
The Saintess took in her expression. "You don't want to go back?"
Cheng Qingxue said aggrievedly, "I do, but I don't dare to."
The Saintess saw her worry and said seriously, "You're the daughter of the Cheng family. It's only right for you to return to the Cheng family. Why wouldn't you dare?"
