"Suit yourselves!"
Shi Lin remained indifferent, then continued to walk upwards.
As Chen Xuan passed the two, he nodded slightly at Zhang Qiu.
"What did you mean by what you just said? Being kicked off the Holy Mountain means no more chances?"
Chen Xuan asked.
"You can only enter the Holy Mountain once. If you're kicked off for overestimating yourself, you'll have no chance this lifetime."
Shi Lin didn't hide the truth from him, then glanced at him from the corner of her eye, cautioning, "If you feel you can't bear it, let me know immediately!"
"Got it."
She showed concern for him once again, making Chen Xuan increasingly feel something was off.
Afraid he'd fall... with no one left to breed with her?
I suppose that explains it!
But why does today's Shi Lin feel different from before?
The two continued to ascend, gradually encountering more and more members of the Stone Race.
