Wen Xiao’ai walked nonstop for half an hour without looking back until she finally reached the shopping district.
Standing by the roadside, she watched the bustling street filled with an endless stream of people and vehicles. The unfamiliar faces, the strange environment, and the sudden honking of car horns made her feel very uneasy.
To be honest, as a princess of the Cat Demon Clan, she had been raised in luxury from a young age, her every need attended to.
Usually, she had company during her travels and even when attending important events in other realms or studying, Ye Qi was there to accompany her.
Except for that one time when she had pestered Ye Qi for two days because she was curious. She didn’t want to take her to the Demon Realm, so she snuck there by herself. But just as she entered the gateway, she was taken back by Ye Qi.
So, this should be considered her first time venturing out on her own, and the place she came to was completely unfamiliar and could even suppress her mana.
Feeling the gaze of many people upon her, Wen Xiao’ai felt even more timid.
Although she possessed spells to protect herself, meaning she could definitely ensure her safety even if she couldn’t attack others at will, she was still somewhat afraid.
Especially now, standing by the side of the road, she had absolutely no idea where to go.
This feeling was truly like being lost, abandoned.
"Annoying, stinky Jun Moyan, you promised to take care of me, and now you’re driving me away. You’re even more irresponsible than that annoying Shangguan Yu."
"If I had known you were going to send me away today, I wouldn’t have stayed the last time. I should’ve just run away from home, so I wouldn’t have to suffer today."
Standing by the roadside, Wen Xiao’ai muttered curses at Jun Moyan in a soft voice, her words trembling with sobs.
Even just mentioning Jun Moyan filled her heart with an unstoppable sense of grievance, and tears involuntarily swirled in her eyes.
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"Old Qing, what’s she doing standing there? Is she going to walk or not?" The one in white fished out a pair of binoculars from nowhere.
"How would I know," replied Qing Yi in the driver’s seat.
"She looks like she’s about to cry—I think you should take a look," the one in white said, offering the binoculars to Qing Yi.
Qing Yi pushed them away.
He glanced at Jun Moyan, who had been silent since getting into the car, sitting in the backseat.
Jun Moyan had a Bluetooth headset on his ear, his gaze intently fixed on that petite figure.
He heard everything Wen Xiao’ai was saying to herself.
His face remained calm, but his heart was still stirring with shock.
Had she discovered that Qing Yi had placed a tracking device and a listening device on her, so now she was just acting? If so, it seemed he had underestimated her.
The fact that she knew so much about his affair with Xiaoguai meant it must have been that crow who told her—this woman and the person behind the crow would really be difficult to deal with.
If she wasn’t acting, and she truly was Xiaoguai...
That was simply unbelievable.
A taxi stopped in front of Wen Xiao’ai, the window rolled down, and the driver, smiling, asked the girl who had been standing by the side of the road for a while:
"Beautiful girl, need a ride?"
Wen Xiao’ai eyed him warily. She felt upset and had no desire to talk or deal with anyone.
"Are you getting in or not? I’ll give you a ride," the driver asked again.
Wen Xiao’ai looked around and hesitated for a moment before speaking up, "Um, could you take me to Holy City?"
That seemed to be the name of the place.
Wen Xiao’ai didn’t quite remember; the last time she was injured and brought back, Jun Moyan and Hong Yi had mentioned Ais and Holy City.