Wen Ping didn't continue thinking, because the more he thought about it, the more excited he became.
"Sect Leader?"
Long Ke saw Wen Ping glance at her and then fall into contemplation, feeling somewhat puzzled.
What is this kid thinking?
The fight below was fierce, and everyone's eyes were glued to it.
But he just took a look at her and started thinking about unrelated things.
"Hmm?" Wen Ping, called out by Long Ke, finally broke free from his thoughts. He glanced at Long Ke, then tapped around and asked, "Is it over?"
Long Ke stared sharply at Wen Ping, "The battle's not over... Sect Leader, I want to ask you something. You looked at me, then fell into deep thought, and somehow wore a strange smile while thinking. Could you explain... what's going on?"
"Elder Zhao, your question is... very silly. Why, am I not allowed to smile?"
Wen Ping rolled his eyes at Long Ke and then looked toward the battlefield down the mountain.
"Why do I feel like nothing good is happening?"
