Jiang Lan just watched this scene calmly. He seemed somewhat angry, but more than that, resigned.
He let out a soft sigh.
Li Mengning, who was protecting him, glanced at him. The serene aura around her grew stronger, as did her killing intent.
She had wanted to make a move, but she feared that if she left his side, Jiang Lan would be left unprotected.
She didn't trust the likes of Ling Zhuyun and Li Daoyi.
Ling Zhuyun watched the scene, her elegant brows furrowed. Talisman light flickered in her jade-like hand as she said, "The Four Saints Illusion clearly already acknowledged you."
"It's just an Ancient Celestial Skill. If they want to fight over it, let them."
"Even if I got it, I wouldn't be able to cultivate it. It's not of much use to me."
Jiang Lan said casually, with an air of indifference, as if he wasn't taking it to heart.
Seeing his expression, Ling Zhuyun felt an inexplicable frustration swell in her chest. 'The Four Saints Illusion already acknowledged him.'
