"Gu Fan," Ye Qingcheng greeted Hong Yuan with a radiant smile, brimming with enthusiasm.
Hong Yuan glanced back at her, and his look sent a shiver down her spine.
This is bad, she thought, her heart sinking. I might have been too cordial to Ye Gufan. Could it have raised his guard? Even if it has... it seems it doesn't really matter.
Yet, in the end, Ye Qingcheng managed to suppress her desire to devour Hong Yuan's Purple Gold Position in one bite.
"Let's depart," Hong Yuan commanded indifferently.
The team members were shocked, especially those Martial Artists who had previously fought Hong Yuan.
To their astonishment, Ye Qingcheng actually obeyed!
HISS... Ye Fengdao inhaled sharply, a glint appearing in his eyes.
It seemed the turn of events was not what he had anticipated.
Under Ye Qingcheng's guidance, Hong Yuan boarded an ancient chariot and sat opposite her.
