"See? I told you," An Qingyu murmured.
"Smarty-pants."
Yun Hexian muttered the retort under his breath, though he still cradled An Qingyu as he descended, setting him gently on the ground. When he turned to face Chen Muye, he felt a rare moment of guilt. He scratched his head, tucked away his crane wings, and hastily changed the subject. "Captain, were you guys in any danger over there?"
Chapter 91