Don't want to! Don't dare! Can't!
In the private room of the tavern, these three phrases echoed in Lin Chang'an's mind. Looking at Yun Yao's carefree smile, his heart was unspeakably heavy.
It wasn't that easy; this wasn't the old Li Huo Palace. The Profound Yin Demon Sect was not only a Nascent Soul Influence, Yun Yao herself was not an ordinary cultivator.
Just one step away from being the Demon Sect Saintess, is it really that easy to leave?
For a long while, Lin Chang'an remained silent, and Yun Yao was equally awkward, not knowing how to continue the conversation.
"Yun Yao, what exactly happened!"
Finally, when Lin Chang'an spoke, a warm current rose in Yun Yao's heart.
In the entire Immortal Cultivation Realm, perhaps only Brother Lin still cared about her.
Following this, Yun Yao gave a carefree smile, drank a cup of Spirit Wine, and then controlled her tone to speak slowly.
