Successfully attracting a wave of hatred, Qin Yu raised her eyebrows, scanning the entire room with carefree eyes, and suddenly her gaze paused slightly. Then she turned her face, set down her hand, and calmly drank tea.
Standing at the doorstep just after entering, Emperor Lin stood for a while, his gaze intermittently sweeping over a certain spot, pondering — this woman seemed somewhat wary and distant towards him.
Clearly, she was wild at heart, so why?
Something flashed in his mind but disappeared in an instant as he sensed movement behind him.
Someone was arriving, including Xue Sheng, and the people Xue Sheng was meeting.
"No wonder the Tianzang realm is confident that as long as we join hands, we can capture the Supreme Spirit Master. So, that's how it is."
Chen Hu slowly spoke while shaking his fan, not afraid of being overheard. In fact, it echoed the sentiments of many present.
