"You're dead this time!" Wang Yue taunted Chen Muxue before leaving.
No one paid heed to Wang Yue, so she turned and left, taking only a few steps before tripping over her own feet and making an early New Year's salute to her uncle.
Cen Lizhui quickly turned his back and looked away, pretending to admire the scenery.
"Nicely done," Chen Muxue patted him on the shoulder.
However, Chen Muxue was quite puzzled by one thing—there were no traces of the Demon Clan on Jiang He's body.
Could it be that she remembered wrong, and that character in the book wasn't from the Demon Clan? Or perhaps this Black Qi wasn't what the book described?
Or maybe... as Chen Muxue watched Wang Yue's retreating figure, she began to ponder.
"Big brother, what is the Immortal Sect?" Little Hua, who had been clinging to Chen Muxue's leg, suddenly asked Cen Lizhui.
