High above the heavens, Ling Feng and Tuoba Yan were riding on the back of the Ice Qilin transformed by Zi Feng, with Tuoba Yan slightly pouting, casting a sideways glare at Ling Feng.
It was clear that Ling Feng's assistance to Murong Zining had made Tuoba Yan somewhat jealous.
"Um..."
Ling Feng rubbed his nose and chuckled awkwardly, "As the saying goes, everyone has a compassionate heart. Although that woman is bad, thinking of the determination of the Desolate Sea Venerate at the moment of his self-destruction reminds me of my grandfather... In the vastness of the world, I don't know when I will find my grandfather."
Tuoba Yan shot Ling Feng a look, snorted lightly, and muttered, "Isn't it just because that woman is pretty? In the end, men in the world are all lecherous."
Ling Feng's keen ears caught her words, and he couldn't help but smile, "Yan'er, you're becoming more and more unlike yourself lately."
"Hmph!"
