Night fell, and the warmth of the campfire enveloped them.0

After the storm of emotions passed, the three of them—now oddly like a small family—gathered around the fire to spend the evening together.0

There was no point in causing a scene now. No matter who might want to leave, they could not actually leave this place. Staying alone just to watch the others share their affection would only make them look like the defeated party, so it was better to just join in and face the tension head-on.0

The two women sat on either side of Zhao Changhe, each helping him make arrow shafts. Every so often, they would glare suspiciously at the other as if to say, “I’m watching you. Don’t you dare make any sneaky moves.”0

Shelly was not entirely sure how things had escalated to this point. By the time she realized it, the situation had already become such.0

And, upon reflection, she realized that maybe it was not all that bad. She had always known about their relationship; there would come a day when she would have to face it. With Xia Chichi’s talent, her becoming the cult leader was just a matter of time, and even Vermillion Bird could not stop her forever. By dealing with it now, she figured that she only lost a bit of her dignity as a venerable, which was better than the chaos of being discovered later,...0