Li Che burst into laughter.
Suddenly.
Li Che's laughter abruptly subsided.
He arrived at the horse carriage parking at the foot of the peak.
Nie Yang and Li Chengzhou sat on the carriage shaft, one large and one small, both holding swords, exuding a cold demeanor.
Nearby, another carriage was quietly parked beside Nie Yang's, with a tall and slender youth standing next to it, bathed in snowflakes, holding a gift box, under an oil-paper umbrella, standing silently.
The expression on Li Che's face instantly vanished, replaced by a different look.
"Su Li?"
Xi Xi tilted her head, recognizing the youth.
The carriage curtain lifted, and Su Chuyang clenched his fists, full of determination: "Xi Xi! Just you wait, this year I will definitely surpass you! I will make it onto the True Inheritor List faster than you!"
Li Che's gaze swept over and saw inside the carriage, the Fourth Elder Ji Heshan nodded at him with a gentle smile.
