Little Yao led Qingyi and Qingxue through a maze of narrow alleyways, and the world around them changed dramatically.
The tall, luxurious buildings were replaced by clumsy slums.
Where once they could see even Nascent Soul Realm cultivators, now even Foundation Realm ones were rare, with almost all of the people here being mortals who watched the couple with suspicious glances.
Yao stopped suddenly, opening a wooden door before entering and signaling for the couple to follow her.
After looking out one last time, she heaved a sigh of relief before bowing deeply.
"Little Yao asks the experts for forgiveness, but Little Yao didn't want you to get hurt!"
She clasped her little hands together respectfully, trying unsuccessfully to put determination into her worried little face.
"There's no need to worry, little one."
Qingyi smiled gently, placing his hand on the girl's head and ruffling her hair.
He turned his face gently, watching Qingxue's expression.
