A Sword Thirteen, whom even Nie Tianji dared not provoke easily and had a somewhat eccentric temperament, upon meeting Bai Xiaofan again, after chatting for a while, seemed as if they were old friends at first sight. How could she not be curious?
But curiosity is curiosity; she dared not inquire, who knows if Bai Xiaofan might suddenly get angry and want to kill her?
Time seemed like a shy girl, always unwilling to linger by your side for a moment longer, slipping away unconsciously!
A few hours passed, yet Bai Xiaofan still sat there, staring at the formation in front of him, with no intention of making a move to crack it.
This made Feng Chen and a few others a bit impatient.
Just staring like this was indeed too boring!
Only Sword Thirteen sat there with closed eyes meditating ever since he sat down, as if everything around had nothing to do with him!
