Seeing Azha rush out with a face full of anxiety, Yun Feifei hurriedly chased after her.
She grabbed Azha by the arm.
"Azha, you haven't even reached the Innate Realm yet. What can you possibly do if you go?"
Azha struggled desperately, her eyes red as she shouted:
"I don't care."
"I'm going to find my father."
"He must be in trouble."
Seeing Azha so stubborn, Yun Feifei looked helpless.
She pulled Azha closer to her and held her tightly with both arms.
"Azha."
"You stay here and watch over Zhou Yu. I'll go help your father."
"No matter what, I'm at least a Saint Realm martial artist. If I go, I'll be more effective than you. If you go, and something dangerous happens, your father will have to protect you, which will only put him in an even worse situation."
"Stay here. As soon as Zhou Yu finishes his retreat, tell him what's going on. He will know what to do."
"Trust me, for now, this is the best solution."
