Thinking this, Luo Qingtong's eyes curved as she picked up Little Netherworld Venerate and planted a kiss on his face.
"Hmph."
Ye Qianming, because of being rejected by Luo Qingtong, had a darkened face, which lightened up with that kiss.
Forget it, this woman is too guarded.
No matter what he says, she wouldn't believe him, only thinking it was an excuse to free himself.
He should just wait for the arrival of his main body!
It wouldn't be a long wait anyway.
Ye Qianming understood, that with his abilities, even if his sub-soul was confined by Luo Qingtong, he would definitely be able to trace it back to that Diansheng Pen Spirit.
This woman, despite all her calculations, probably never thought the trail of the Diansheng Pen Spirit was traceable.
As long as he could trace back to the identity of the Tianyu Branch instructor who dared to attack Luo Qingtong, her real identity would also be exposed.
Thinking this, Little Netherworld Venerate didn't feel angry anymore.
