The air in the tent instantly solidified.
Not a sound could be heard.
A deathly silence.
Feng Qingshui and Mo Kun both had their mouths wide open, their jaws practically falling to their feet, staring at Mo Ningxiang standing at the tent entrance as if they'd seen a ghost.
Terror.
Panic.
Tension.
They quietly watched Mo Ningxiang, not blinking an eye.
Mo Ningxiang quickly walked up to the two of them, her eyebrows slightly furrowed with anger.
Although she had just beco the Clan Leader of the Xuan Clan, she already carried an undeniable authority.
That aura was innate, much like her father, Mo Chen.
Feng Qingshui took a deep breath, his eyes twitching fiercely. He never expected Mo Ningxiang would appear in this place.
"Cl... Clan Leader..."
Mo Kun stamred, his body trembling as if powered by a motor.
"Elder Feng, why are you so badly injured?"
However, Mo Ningxiang did not pursue the previous question but shifted the topic to focus on Feng Qingshui's injuries.
Feng Qingshui blinked, unsure what to say.
He looked questioningly at Mo Kun, finding Mo Kun also looking at him in confusion.
Both were at a loss.
Did Mo Ningxiang hear it or not?
It seed she hadn't heard; otherwise, why change the subject.
The two thought, letting out a sigh of relief.
"Thank you, Clan Leader, for your concern; it's nothing serious."
"This isn't serious? The blood has soaked the entire bed; no, we need to get a doctor over here imdiately." Mo Ningxiang frowned with concern.
"Really, there's no need. The doctor just left, I'm still alive despite the bleeding." Feng Qingshui stopped Mo Ningxiang and asked, "Clan Leader, why are you here?"
"Do you think I can sit still in the Main City?" Mo Ningxiang didn't answer, but instead asked in return.
Though safe in the Main City, she was on edge every day, her heart perpetually suspended, unable to find peace.
Especially after Lin Fan left, she was even more restless.
Finally, regardless of everyone's opposition, she decisively ca to the frontline, arriving today.
Feng Qingshui sighed and said, "It's my incompetence, worrying the Clan Leader."
"It's not your fault; the Heavenly Clan is inherently powerful. Our efforts to resist their forces have been like striking a stone with an egg. Elder Feng's ability to hold the line is already comndable." Mo Ningxiang comforted softly.
They exchanged a few more words.
They both understood very well that if Dongn Buju launched a full attack, the Xuan Clan would not withstand even half a mont.
The reason the Xuan Clan still survived was entirely because of Lin Fan.
With Lin Fan there, Dongn Buju dared not act rashly.
Even though the enemy was an advanced Ninth Layer Middle Heavenly Venerate and could easily kill Lin Fan,
but he was just one person.
That is to say, apart from him, no one had the power to kill Lin Fan, not even Ling Wudeng.
Mo Ningxiang looked around, searching for Lin Fan's figure.
In truth.
Her main purpose in coming was to see Lin Fan.
Back in the Main City, she had an indistinct worry. Even though she knew Lin Fan's skills, she couldn't help but worry.
"Isn't Brother Lin Fan here? He arrived a few days ago, why don't I see him now? Did he go to the frontline?"
Mo Ningxiang asked in confusion.
"Um... that... Young Master Lin he... um..." Mo Kun was at a loss for words, struggling to form a sentence.
"Lin Fan went to the frontline." Feng Qingshui answered calmly, but his eyes avoided looking at her.
Mo Ningxiang felt sothing was off; Feng Qingshui seed to be hiding sothing deliberately.
She half-squinted her eyes, staring intently at the other quickly turning back to look.
When she entered, she noticed their strange expressions, which imdiately set off alarm bells in her heart. Now they were trying to deceive her, which only intensified her doubts.
Mo Ningxiang recalled their whispers upon entering.
She turned to face Feng Qingshui, asking in a low voice, "Elder Feng, you need to tell honestly, what happened to Brother Lin Fan? Where did he go? What are you hiding from ?"
"No... nothing..." Mo Kun saw Mo Ningxiang confronting Feng Qingshui and quickly tried to smooth things over with a smile.
Feng Qingshui's expression was unnatural, his mouth twitching as he kept his head down, eyes wandering.
"Elder Feng, please tell the truth. Otherwise, I'll have to go and see for myself."
For a long mont.
Silence prevailed.
Mo Ningxiang stared at Feng Qingshui, and Feng Qingshui stared at the ground. They were like statues, unmoving.
Only Mo Kun anxiously looked left and right, his face full of difficulty and conflict.
He was afraid the conflict would involve him. Having worked hard to get to this position, it would be too unfortunate to be demoted now.
He wore a mournful expression, not knowing what to do.
"Sigh—"
Feng Qingshui suddenly sighed heavily, speaking softly.
"Lin Fan, he went to the Heavenly Clan."
Buzz—
Although Mo Ningxiang had been ntally prepared, Feng Qingshui's words left her mind blank, her body swaying involuntarily, nearly falling.
"The Heavenly Clan?" Mo Ningxiang's voice trembled. "He... went alone?"
Feng Qingshui took a deep breath, nodded.
"Why?"
"One from the Five Elents Realm deceived Lin Fan, saying I was in their hands. Lin Fan went alone to rescue ..."
"The Five Elents Realm?!"
Upon hearing this, Mo Ningxiang's vision went dark, the world spinning.
How did the Five Elents Realm get involved too?!
How did Brother Lin Fan get entangled with people from the Five Elents Realm?!
This... this...
Mo Ningxiang's body felt bombarded, lifeless and expressionless.
"Ningxiang, it's all my fault. If I hadn't disappeared, Lin Fan wouldn't have been deceived and ended up like this, it's all because of ." Feng Qingshui blad himself, his voice trembling.
But.
Mo Ningxiang was not listening; she was entirely isolated, her mind filled only with Lin Fan's image.
No.
She couldn't let Brother Lin Fan go to the Heavenly Clan alone.
For her sake, Brother Lin Fan had already risked his life climbing Changliu Mountain.
Now she couldn't let him face it alone.
Thinking this, Mo Ningxiang's mind clashed with different thoughts.
Suddenly.
The confusion in her eyes vanished, replaced by a searing, unwavering determination.
"Elder Feng."
Mo Ningxiang's voice turned calm.
Feng Qingshui sensed trouble, raising his head sharply to look at Mo Ningxiang.
"Ningxiang, you... what are you going to do? Don't do anything foolish."
As he spoke, he signaled Mo Kun with winks to quickly intercept at the door.
But before Mo Kun understood.
Mo Ningxiang left one final word.
"If I don't return, please protect the people of the Xuan Clan!"
With that, she vanished from the tent like the wind.
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