Ling Yuan stood before Celestial Maiden Yuan, her expression devoid of joy or sorrow.
Celestial Maiden Yuan was indeed nothing more than her tool.
No matter where she fled, Ling Yuan could find her.
To kill her would be nothing more than a fleeting thought.
But now, because of Jun Xiaoyao, she was even less able to kill Celestial Maiden Yuan.
"Hmm? There's something off about your emotions. Could it be that you've already encountered Young Master Jun in person?" Celestial Maiden Yuan's eyes were profoundly deep.
It must be said that with her dual soul, she could indeed guess many things.
Ling Yuan's complexion changed ever so slightly.
That mark still remained on the inside of her thigh, but luckily it was concealed by her skirt, so no one could see it.
"Let me guess, did you get embarrassed at the hands of Young Master Jun?" Celestial Maiden Yuan's lips curled into a cat-like smile.
Ling Yuan's expression turned colder.
She slowly raised her hand and grasped the void.
