Ten minutes ago, north of the Deadwood Forest.
A secluded cave, where a group was recuperating.
He Qifeng sat deep within the cave, holding a slender Black Luminous Stone Blade in her left hand, and her right fingers repeatedly caressing the tactile blade surface.
Over and over again.
She didn't hide her affection for the Silent Night Blade at all.
"Ran Dog." For some reason, He Qifeng suddenly muttered these two words.
Nearby, Yin Tianlong looked at his Hall Master with deep eyes.
Watching her constantly stroke someone's Tang Blade, while also calling someone's name.
By the sound of it, "Ran Dog" seemed like an insult.
But from He Qifeng's murmuring, was there even a hint of insult?
Indeed, the term Ran Dog originated from "Heavenly Pride", a sort of national nickname for Lu Ran by the people of Da Xia, not bearing much malice.
Before, when in the human world, He Qifeng had observed Lu Ran so much, naturally knowing he had many other nicknames.
