Ju Lue waited at the river bank as promised. When he saw Si Zhi with Zhi's shadow in front of her, which was like frost, he was slightly surprised, and then nodded to her.

Si Zhi did not respond, but said with a cold face: "Kongsang Mountain is busy with official duties. How can Zhi Ying, a little goddess, dare to bother the general with so much trouble?"

The waning moon hung high in the sky, and the surging river made matters worse and cut the crumbling moon into pieces.

Weaver Shadow's heart was beating fast.

Master Si Zhi's words were so rude, and he didn't spare any face for Ju Lue. He said it as if Ju Lue had ulterior motives. What if Ju Lue was angered and he stopped teaching her swordsmanship?

Zhi Ying hurriedly stepped forward and took Si Zhi's hand, saying: "Master Si Zhi, don't say that. Because my senior brother is so busy with official duties, he can take the time to teach me swordsmanship, which proves that he has good intentions!"

Unexpectedly, Si Zhi sneered: "Yes, she even calls you senior brother. The general is really 'well-intentioned'!"

There was a bit of chill in the words, which made Zhi Ying tremble all over.

Her words of persuasion were misinterpreted like this, and Zhi Ying felt that she seemed to be getting more and more wrong.

So she silently closed her mouth.

Over there, Ju Sui frowned slightly. He didn't know what Si Zhi had misunderstood about him, but he was making insinuations. He didn't want to speak directly, so he said to Zhi Ying, "I have something to say with you, sir. You should stay out of the way first."

Shadow Weaver didn't want to be caught between them and bear double the attack. At this moment, he got the words and transformed into his true form as if he had been granted amnesty, and went to the other side of the river bank.

She did not transform back into a human body, but used the chaos of the cloud body to listen carefully to the conversation between the two people on the other side of the river bank.

Unexpectedly, the waves of the river rolled up and hit the surface of the river, causing a huge noise and turning into an invisible and thick wall, blocking the sound from the other side.

The dense mist on the river cooperated tacitly with the night, making the figures of Ju Lue and Si Zhi so hazy that Zhi Ying could not even see clearly the mouth movements of the two of them.

There is no time, no right place, no one to make peace with.

How is the word "sorrow" so special!

Zhiying lingered on the river bank for half an hour, and the two finally concluded their negotiation. Si Zhi gave her a meaningful look, and flew away from Dufu Mountain in the clouds without saying a word.
Chapter completed!