The wind howled fiercely, and the sea of clouds surged as Luo Feng and Xuelian flew through it, one after the other.
Xuelian saw Luo Feng nod in acknowledgment of the challenges and fateful encounters they might face on the journey to the Sword Tomb and said:
"Master, Yue Haitang is blood-related to the Holy Swordmaster of the Sword Tomb. Even if the disciples of the Sword Tomb have their grievances against him, they are unlikely to go too far. At that time, they might target you, Master. This journey is extremely disadvantageous for you."
Pausing for a moment, Xuelian continued, "This matter concerns Yue Haitang himself; there's no need for the Master to accompany him to the Sword Tomb."
Xuelian was concerned for Luo Feng's safety; the life and death of others were trivial to her.
Of course, she couldn't even explain why she was so considerate of Luo Feng; even she couldn't explain it.
