"I didn't expect you to contact me again so soon!"
Qing Yu looked at the image in front of him, his eyes filled with genuine astonishment.
Originally, he thought he would have to wait for two or three days, or perhaps never receive a reply. But in reality, it took only thirty minutes for Lin Zixiao to get in touch with Qing Yu.
'Could it be a trap?' Qing Yu, the conspiracy theorist, thought to himself.
"I've been unable to wait any longer."
As he spoke, Lin Zixiao's face was calm, but the fury in his eyes was impossible to conceal.
He wasn't particularly resentful of Ji Chengtian, for Ji Chengtian's nature was such that Lin Zixiao foresaw his potential backlash from the very first day they started collaborating.
What pained and enraged the Shenxiao Taoist the most was, in fact, the Zhengtian Taoist.
