"You want to know?"
"Naturally."
"You know that person," Miao Master said softly.
"I know them?" Xia Feng was a little taken aback, and his curiosity was indeed piqued, "Who?"
"Take Cha Naixue's body, leave this realm, and then retreat ten thousand meters away from the body."
Miao Master, draped in a white Divine Robe, stood in the dreamscape, now restored to the appearance of a young girl, yet her gaze remained calm, "Do that, and I'll even throw in some news about the Pope."
Xia Feng thought for a moment, then smiled and nodded, "Alright."
Seeing his heartless demeanor, Miao Master secretly sighed, fortunate that over a year ago Cha Naixue's distancing from Xia Feng still left a thorn in Xia Feng's heart, making him disregard past affections.
Little Xue, wanting to become strong and exact revenge is not wrong, but your biggest mistake in this life was being too rational, too dependent on calculations between Nailuo.
