Jiang Cheng paid no heed to the matter of slaying the Cloud Wave Flowing Rain Beast.
But the female immortals nearby were in no mood for celebration.
Bai Yan and Yue Zhi both wore bitter expressions, looking at Brother Cheng with nonchalance, unsure what to say at the moment.
Is this person's heart really that big?
On the other hand, Nan Zhuo directly proposed to take her leave.
"Fellow Daoist Jiang, I have urgent matters to attend to!"
She bowed expressionlessly.
"I won't be attending your housewarming banquet."
"Also, let's just pretend I was never here this time."
Ah, this.
Jiang Cheng was not foolish; he could clearly discern her intent to keep a distance from him.
She feared that getting too close would lead to being implicated when the Divine Thunder Bureau retaliated, ending up splattered with blood.
"Sis, you don't have to do this."
"I'm very strong and have a high status, the Divine Thunder Bureau is nothing at all..."
