A flicker of unease crossed Gu Jue's face. He grunted in affirmation. "I suddenly feel like going again."
Liu Xi's imagination immediately ran wild. She blushed and said coyly, "Could it be, Senior Brother… because I'm going…"
"…You're overthinking it."
Gu Jue cut her off, telling her clearly for the umpteenth time, "I've told you before, I don't have romantic feelings for you."
Liu Xi pouted, her lip jutting out. She huffed irritably, "Master said we're leaving tomorrow morning. If you want to go, tell him yourself!"
With that, she turned and left, no longer caring why Gu Jue had suddenly changed his mind.
Gu Jue was left alone. He lowered his gaze slightly, glancing at the Communication Talisman in his hand.
After a long moment, he finally stood up and walked toward Sword Bu Gui's room.
Lu Sangjiu and Luo Linlang rested at the inn for a night, then went to the registration point for the Sword Seizing Conference early the next morning.
