Over here, Su Li and He Yuwu did not conceal their presence at all, a burst of stifled laughter inadvertently drew the attention of the two not far away.
At the first glance following the sound, Leng Ying's entire body became taut to the extreme. Her gaze unintentionally swept across Su Li's face, and her fingers unconsciously touched the sleeve pocket of her clothes.
Inside was a small note left for her by the Red-clothed Demon Girl the other day.
Leng Ying nonchalantly withdrew her gaze, turned her steps in another direction, and quickly left.
Hearing the mocking laughter, Xuanyuan Nuo felt both ashamed and angry, his face twisted as he looked over, seeing an ordinary and unfamiliar face.
In his impression, no significant character looked like this, immediately causing his malice to rise.
The pride and arrogance inherent to the imperial offspring had been completely shattered by Zhang Shanshan.
