347 BTTH

"What exactly is Ranze to you?"

Upon seeing the question appear on the Spydragon that was as big as her head now, Xuer was confused. She then noticed the Spydragon's body change as its wings vanished, causing it to fall on the bed.

It slithered like a snake and stopped before her, turning still.

Xuer frowned as she looked at the row of words, "Who are you? What do you want with me?"

"A lost traveller." The words on the Spydragon changed.

"A lost traveller? What does that mean?" Xuer frowned, asking, "Why have you come to see me now? Is it related to my Martial Spirit?"

"No," The words on the Spydragon said, "I'm only interested in Ranze."

"What do you plan to do with him?" She asked, slightly tensing up. Even though she was clueless about cultivation, she was still aware of the power cultivators possessed.