Qin Muye looked at Fan Hua, who seemed like an old monk from a distance, with a puzzled expression on his face. Why was this guy here?
His original self had thrown him out to cause trouble in the Spirit Realm without paying much attention thereafter, considering him just a dispensable pawn.
But now, it seemed like the main character aura had stopped working.
Otherwise, how could he look like this? He should have been swarmed by admirers, yet now he seemed utterly indifferent.
'Could he be a dark horse, steadfast on the surface but playful in secret?' Qin Muye couldn't help but be curious. He didn't believe that his own main character aura had stopped working; if it had, he wouldn't have encountered this fellow.
It was clear that the fates of both had barely collided.
