Only Beiting Huang knew that she was too happy. She pulled Mu Qingling into her arms and patted her back. "Ling'er, don't cry. I said I would protect you in the future!"
The atmosphere suddenly became a little gloomy. It was only when Xuanyuan Po talked about some of his past experiences that they diverted the topic. Mu Qingling listened to them talk about some strange things and her mood also became better.
Beiting Huang specially guided her. "Ling'er, in the future, cultivate in this academy with Xueling and the others to make yourself stronger. In the future, if you want to find something to do, you can look for Cousin Chu Feng and join the Iron Blood Mercenary Group. The past is in the past. You don't have to take it to heart."
At this point, Nangong Qianxi hurriedly walked over. Holding Nangong Qianmo's hand, she looked at Beiting Huang with a pleading expression. "Commander, can I introduce my sister to Iron Blood?"
