Was it you that night?

The two chatted about various matters until, eventually, Shen Qinghe broached the subject of the Face-changing Pill.

"It depends on the type of Face-changing Pill. If it’s a top-quality one, after taking it, you might become completely unrecognizable, but very few pill cultivators are able to manufacture such elixirs. A few days after ingesting the Face-changing Pill, once its effects wear off, you can revert to your original appearance. Why are you suddenly interested in the Face-changing Pill?" Zhao Xueluo asked curiously as she looked at Shen Qinghe.

Shen Qinghe certainly couldn’t say Dongfang Wuya was obsessed with changing her face; his fanatical demeanor earlier had frightened her terribly.

"I just overheard someone mentioning the Face-changing Pill and was curious," Shen Qinghe replied, looking ahead, wondering whether Dongfang Wuya had cooled down yet.

In her alarm, she had fled in a panic, yet hadn’t considered how such a reaction might wound Dongfang Wuya’s heart.

He had always treated her so well, even if he wanted her to take the Face-changing Pill, it wouldn’t be to harm her. Perhaps changing her face was also for her own good?

But his demeanor just now suddenly reminded her of his role as the male lead, a crazed one at that...

As Shen Qinghe was reflecting, Zhao Xueluo suddenly shook her arm vigorously, "Mr. Wuya has turned back; he must be looking for you!"

Following Zhao Xueluo’s gaze, Shen Qinghe saw a red figure fleeting like the wind, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of them.

Disciples of Shenwu Sect who couldn’t take their eyes off Dongfang Wuya, and Female Cultivator Yin, who had been mocking Shen Qinghe just before, now flushed with embarrassment. She hurriedly positioned herself in front of Shen Qinghe, shielding her with her own body, and looked at Dongfang Wuya with a mixture of shyness and timidity, "Greetings, Mr. Wuya."

Dongfang Wuya didn’t spare Female Cultivator Yin a glance, his words cool and detached, "Shen Qinghe, come with me!"