Chapter 143: Tension

The final wolf cub perished beneath Luo Xia’s Moye sword.

Today, the precious Moye sword had drunk its fill of blood, radiating a potent spiritual energy.

It was no longer an ordinary sword devoid of spirit!

It appeared remarkably jubilant.

Pang Xiaoyu looked toward Luo Xia, offering a gentle smile. "Congratulations, Miss Luo."

Luo Xia sheathed her sword, her gaze locking onto Pang Xiaoyu’s refined face. "It was nothing. By the way, Brother Pang, where is Wuying?"

Pang Qingyu stared fixedly at her brother.

Both of them were awaiting Pang Xiaoyu’s response.

Pang Xiaoyu lacked the heart to tell them what might have possibly happened to Situ.

Suppressing his emotions, Pang Xiaoyu managed a faint smile. "We were scattered by the Spider's 'Storm Slash,' but I trust he will rendezvous with us shortly."

Luo Xia’s beautiful eyes narrowed as she studied Pang Xiaoyu, missing not a single micro-expression on his face.

His acting was flawless, yet she sensed the situation was far from as simple as he made it sound.

Could it be that Wuying was severely injured?

No, that couldn't be! Wuying was so formidable!

"Really? Brother, is what you're saying true? Will Brother Wuying be here soon?" Pang Qingyu's tense expression eased as she smiled and asked her brother.

Pang Xiaoyu nodded, stroking her hair. "Yes, but in order to reunite with him sooner, we had better go look for him."

"Look for him? Isn't there a communication talisman?" Pang Qingyu said, then turned to Pang Xiaoyu. "Brother, could you lend me your communication talisman so I can speak with Brother Wuying?"

Pang Qingyu had long coveted Situ Tengyi's communication talisman, but he had refused her, and Pang Xiaoyu naturally dared not make that decision on his own.

"Xiaoyu, stop messing around. Wuying already has Miss Luo."

Though spoken softly, the words landed heavily in Pang Qingyu's heart.

Ah, yes, how could she have forgotten? Wuying's heart belonged to Luo Xia alone. If she had previously thought of Luo Xia as a mere insignificant good-for-nothing, she no longer held that view.

After spending the day together, Luo Xia was not merely shocking; she defied the heavens itself!

No wonder Brother Wuying had been drawn to her.

Pang Qingyu had to admit that Luo Xia was the most extraordinary girl she had ever encountered!

Just as Pang Qingyu mentioned the communication talisman, Luo Xia produced the one Situ Tengyi had given her.

With a gentle pull of the red thread, they would be able to converse.

Luo Xia placed her finger on the end of the red thread, wishing to pull it, yet overcome by a sudden nervousness.

What ought she say to him?

For the first time, Luo Xia discovered herself acting in such a hesitant manner.

Seeing this, Pang Qingyu grew frantic.

"Luo Xia, go ahead and pull it!"

Startled by Pang Qingyu’s voice, Luo Xia gave the red thread a slight tug, looking entirely at a loss!

She had not yet decided what to say to Situ.

She stared nervously at the communication talisman in her palm—

Pang Xiaoyu could not help but smile at the sight.

To him, Luo Xia always appeared forthright and largely indifferent to Situ. Yet watching her now, so full of tension, she resembled a young maiden anticipating her first tryst with a lover. It seemed this girl had finally begun to lose her heart to Situ, even if she remained unaware of it herself.

Ah, matters of the heart truly left those involved blind, while bystanders saw all too clearly.

Luo Xia’s heart was in her throat with suspense—

Time ticked away second by second.

The communication talisman showed only the slightest flicker of a reaction.

From anxious, Luo Xia shifted to utter bewilderment. Had she perhaps failed to pull the string just then?

When people grew nervous, they invariably doubted their own actions, and Luo Xia was no exception.

Unable to resist, she pulled the thread a second time!

Still no response!

A fine sheen of sweat beaded on Luo Xia’s forehead. She took a deep breath and pulled again!