If it were some other funny guests like them, they'd probably at least pretend to rush over and break up the fight.
But everyone here was already used to the two of them short‑circuiting, so they just rolled their eyes, treated them like air, and walked off.
Of course, the main eye‑roller was Shu Ran.
The others didn't roll their eyes, but they still didn't wait for them; they just went around them and walked a long way out, and only then did Cheng Zhirang turn back and call them.
"Qiuqiu."
Still just those two simple syllables, but Mu Qiu instantly sheathed her sword, dumped Guan Yu, and ran after him.
"Hey! Coming!"
When the whole group got back to the rundown temple, Shi Yuhuai was drinking water.
The eight of them stood there completely blocking the door. The way they came barreling in, plus two people rolling up their sleeves, made it look like they were here to kill someone and silence them.
