A few days before the Flower Festival, several Outer Sect Disciples involved in the task suddenly received a message.
The list of travelers had changed.
The Inner Sect Disciple leading the team, Lin Qing, was replaced by Senior Brother Lu Ziye.
Such things were common, and everyone speculated that perhaps Senior Brother Lin had simply received other urgent duties and thus couldn't participate.
Lingyuanze Market.
Relief Grocery Store.
"You're a lucky kid, they're even sending you to the Flower Festival."
Qin Xijun had returned a few days ago, and now she was back to her lazy self, lying on a lounge chair.
Xiao He sat beside her, playing with the small jade ball.
Song Yan pouted: "No way, last time we went to Jiran Valley, they also said it was for fun, and what happened then?"
"That's because you were unlucky."
"Then how do I know if I'll be unlucky this time?"
"Are you going to contradict me for every two words I say? You're getting a good deal and still complaining."
