Jian Mingyin grabbed him tightly, eyes brimming with tears, and asked chokingly, "Brother Yang, what has happened to make you so anxious? There might still be forces from the Hidden Sect laying a Celestial Net outside, just waiting for you to leave."
Yang Yan's face was full of urgency as he said in a low voice, "My contracted spirit beast is now trapped in the Land of Mist. That fellow is quite stubborn and might land in danger. How can I sit back and do nothing? Besides, even if there are mountains of blades and seas of fire outside, what do I have to fear?"
Seeing that she couldn't stop Yang Yan, Jian Mingyin couldn't help but show a worried expression, yet her grip on Yang Yan's hand only tightened.
Yang Yan comforted her, saying, "Don't worry, I'll be fine. I have the Qiankun Shifting Talisman given to me by the Sect Leader. If I encounter danger, won't I run away?"
