Ye Wu looked at Ling Jue with an encouraging expression: "Fellow Daoist Ling, is there anything else you want to say?"
If you still have gossip to share, get it out quickly.
Otherwise.
She might just run out of patience.
Ling Jue hurriedly said, "My feelings for you..."
In an instant, a massive bolt of lightning, a zhang wide, brewed in the sky.
Ling Jue immediately started trembling all over.
Heavens!
If that lightning strikes down, will there be anything left of him?
Ling Jue forcibly swallowed back all the disgusting words he was about to say, blurting out, "No, nothing else."
"That's all?" Ye Wu raised her eyebrow. "I thought, at the very least, you'd bring something back this time. If you can't return the original items, converting them into Spirit Stones works for me too, I don't mind."
Ling Jue's face stiffened.
He...
He came this time, thinking to rekindle things with Ye Wu.
In his imagination, as soon as he spoke, Ye Wu would be overjoyed and instantly agree.
