Chapter 69: Let Go of My Master!

Sikou Yan was somewhat caught off guard by the unexpected favor and took a moment to react. After being held by Sikou Yan for a while, Ji Tianxin realized how comfortable it felt in his embrace; the most important thing was that she was lazy and didn’t want to fly on her own.

Sikou Yan bent down, gathered her gently into his arms, enveloping Ji Tianxin within his embrace. Ji Tianxin swept her wide sleeve aside and rested a hand on Sikou Yan’s shoulder.

“I see them! They’re over there!”

At this moment, those people had already crossed paths with them.

“Hurry! Catch them!”

“Let’s go. I’m hungry and don’t want to fight,” Ji Tianxin’s voice sounded a bit languid now, as if hunger had drained her strength.

Sikou Yan replied softly, “Alright.”

Before the word had even fully left his lips, his dark robe swept through the air, and his figure turned into a streak of light, vanishing from the spot.

Those who tried to pursue could not keep up at all!

Several factions had sent powerful cultivators, but now, none could sense even a trace of them.

This could only mean that the person’s cultivation was above theirs!

Yet they all knew—there could only be a king-level spirit beast, and it was on that little girl.

But now, they didn’t even know who the girl was, with no way to investigate!

Frustrating!

All the factions had come up empty-handed, feeling a surge of anger, but could only send word back.

In the southern courtyard of the General’s residence, a dark figure alighted silently on the rooftop.

His feet touched the tiles without the slightest sound.

“Who’s there!” Su Qing called out warily.

She had been meditating in the courtyard. If she hadn’t happened to open her eyes and see someone landing on the roof, she might not have noticed anyone’s arrival at all!

As she recognized the person on the rooftop, her expression turned even more furious, and she demanded, “Let go of my mistress!”

The youth wore a mask. In fact, apart from Ji Tianxin, no one had ever recognized him.

So when Ji Tianxin identified him at first glance, there was a faint, inexplicable feeling in his heart.

Beneath Sikou Yan’s mask, his brows arched slightly, and his lips held a hint of a smile, neither entirely amused nor indifferent.

Ji Tianxin moved, slipping from his arms and landing lightly.

“Mistress.” Su Qing hurried to Ji Tianxin’s side.

As she approached, she noticed a small black ball nestled on Ji Tianxin’s shoulder.

While Su Qing was curiously examining it, the black ball suddenly opened its eyes and stared at her, startling Su Qing into taking several steps back.

The youth on the rooftop watched Ji Tianxin land, and his arms suddenly felt empty, as if something important was missing—even his heart felt hollow.

After touching down, Ji Tianxin turned to the rooftop figure and said, “Thank you.”

Sikou Yan pressed his lips into a thin line, simply gazing at Ji Tianxin in silence.

After a moment’s silent scrutiny, he withdrew his gaze and transformed into a fleeting shadow, disappearing from this world.

Su Qing frowned, “Mistress, who was that person… Are you alright?” As she recovered, she immediately began to check Ji Tianxin.

Ji Tianxin did not answer Su Qing’s first question.

Since he wore a mask, he clearly did not wish others to know his identity.

So she would not reveal it.

After all, this person… still had to cook delicious food for her.

“I’m fine.” Ji Tianxin reached up and patted the little glutton off her shoulder.

The small glutton shook its fur upon landing and instantly looked much more lively.