After the Players ventured forth, Xu Nian instantly felt a quietness descend upon the Profound Yellow Sect. The clamor seemed to cease. It was as if everything had returned to how it was at the very beginning.
Somehow, I'm not used to this.
Stretching, Xu Nian walked out of the Great Hall. He gazed at the gentle breeze and scattered clouds, his smile undiminished.
At the entrance of the Contribution Hall, the Blood Demoness was engrossed in *Tyrannical President Falls in Love with Me*.
She just sat there at the entrance, hugging the book, reading intently. Occasionally, a fond, knowing smile would appear on her face.
Even Xu Nian's eyes widened at this scene.
What on earth? This demoness can actually settle down?
Curious, Xu Nian stepped forward and peered at the contents of the book.
"Ou Yuqing gazed at the peerless beauty in his arms. As if he could no longer restrain the stirring in his heart, he leaned in to kiss those lips, painted with lipstick worth ten million.