That red figure was searching the Ninefold Mountains for the trace of Qiao Ruohe's spiritual aura. Knowing that she was Red-clad Ye Lingshuang, he felt it was inappropriate for her to come to the cave right now and share a space with Yue Yunshang; the moment those two women met, a conflict would surely erupt.
Therefore, he did not call out to her, letting her weave back and forth through the Ninefold Mountains. Regaining his focus, he looked back at Yue Yunshang, who was still huddled with her knees pulled up in a corner of the cave. With his injuries not yet fully healed, Qiao Ruohe felt a tightness in his chest, and as dizziness washed over him, he lay down beside the campfire and fell asleep.
He had no idea how many hours had passed. Outside the cave, the birds were chirping sweetly in the branches, and a shaft of morning sunlight shone upon the fire, which had already burned down to ashes that still danced in the air, while also striking his eyes.
Chapter 150