"Zhiya."
"You don't need to say anything, Husband." Ning Zhiya shook her head at her husband, Sun Yanzhi. "Sister Ningxi has never liked me; I've long been aware of that. Even though she has become the main wife, she cannot shake her dislike for me, and she worries that I might harm her daughter."
Sun Yanzhi sighed and embraced his wife. "You will lead our clan members to the Misty Ridge, and I cannot accompany you, so you must protect yourself well. If you encounter danger there, you must hide yourself as best as possible, and you must return safely."
"Don't worry, husband." Ning Zhiya leaned closer. "This isn't my first time going there, and I'm familiar with all the areas. I'll certainly take good care of myself, and I'll come back to you in three months."
Although Ning Zhiya said that, Sun Yanzhi still couldn't calm down. Actually, he didn't want his wife to go to that place, and their son was supposed to lead their clan there.
