In short, Haitang felt ashamed of her subconscious thoughts.
...
Over at Chu Xuan's side, he carried the warm, delicate body of the beauty in his arms, slowly traversing through the dark underground.
By now, about half an hour had passed, and the sounds of battle were getting farther away from them, nearly indistinguishable, which could barely be considered a successful escape.
However, Chu Xuan still didn't relax his vigilance, nor did he dare to surface to the ground.
The elder in the blood robe is unlikely to fight to the death with that horned serpent; either he kills it quickly, or if unable to, he will choose to shake off the opponent.
After all, finding Chu Xuan and Pei Shurou is his goal. Perhaps that old fellow is madly searching for their traces now, wouldn't surfacing lead to certain death?
