The crowd’s reactions varied.
Zhuyun was the most anxious. After a hurried glance at the giant black tornadoes surrounding them on all sides, the color drained from her valiant face. She looked toward Li Qiu; as the one who had initiated this voyage to the South Sea, she hoped he could still find a way to lead her to safety. She had come seeking a stroke of fortune to succeed in her Core Formation, not to be buried in the Storm Heavenly Thunder Sea. Unconsciously, she had come to view Li Qiu as her only straw to grasp for survival.
Feng Fan’er was, in truth, the second calmest among them, surpassed only by Jiushou. She was "calm" rather than "composed" due to her character. Orphaned at a young age when her village was slaughtered—taking with it her uncles, aunts, and extended family—she had endured the greatest of human tragedies, and her fear had reached its peak then. Later, after being rescued by Lou Xiyue, she possessed a spiritual root and achieved some success in her studies within four years. She then returned to the bandit’s lair, slaughtering all fifty-seven inhabitants to avenge her parents and kin. From beginning to end, she felt she had settled her debts; she was ready to live in this world, or to die in it. Faced with this desperate situation, she was perfectly composed, even feeling that if she were to perish here, it would be a wish fulfilled.
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