Inside the main hall.
'Little Transparent' Li Bai found himself being simultaneously glared at by Miss, little Qian'er, and Zhu Yourong.
Even he felt a bit nervous.
After all, if he said even half a wrong word about Zhao Rong, he might be devoured by them.
Li Bai nodded.
Didn't you see that they almost started a fight among themselves just now...
He was quite sure of that.
Under the oppressive gaze of the women present.
Li Bai secretly glanced at the familiar Dragon Coffin.
He felt that if he didn't speak soon, Miss and little Qian'er might really get agitated...
Besides... there was another reason.
Li Bai suddenly stepped forward, blocking between Zhao Lingfei and the bronze tripod.
The three women kept their gaze on him without interruption, not particularly noticing the odd behavior of the man holding the sword, just waiting nervously for him to speak.
After blocking Miss and the bronze tripod related to the Li Clan, Li Bai turned back and said:
