Zhuo Qingfeng's cheeks were slightly warm, and he slightly avoided Jiang Yuebai's gaze, "I saw the words you left behind."
"Ah?" Jiang Yuebai found it somewhat unbelievable.
Zhuo Qingfeng explained, "When I visited Huaxi Valley during the Heavenly Interence Sect, looking for you, I encountered the disciple who was helping you with chores. In her hand, I saw something you wrote, so I recognized your handwriting. When I saw those words, I thought you must have figured out the advance camp and alerted everyone to be mindful of traps, knowing there was no way out."
"I thought, if it were you, you'd surely not sit and wait for rescue, just like you broke the array during the small competition to escape. So I persuaded a few fellow disciples to go to the array points, actively seeking a chance to escape."
Jiang Yuebai nodded, "Luckily we have you all, or everyone would have truly been doomed this time."
"We just did what was right."
