The people present all turned their gaze to Jiang Feng.
There was astonishment, strangeness, curiosity, and pity, the only one who didn't make a sound, or rather, whose expression didn't change at all, was Lu Luo, sitting in the wheelchair.
Looking to his side, without uttering a word.
"You, you couldn't possibly be from the Demon Race here to arrest me..."
Stuttering, he nearly bit his tongue off.
Seeing her junior brother's embarrassing state, Liu Tangxi also turned her head away like Lu Luo, seemingly expressionless, but actually cursing inwardly.
"Half a month ago when I told you about this, there was no issue, so why do you become so guilty at a sight? Embarrassing."
Even the most foolish person by now should have realized, who else could be qualified to be invited up to the mountain and sit at the top of Swordmaster Peak, on equal footing with Liu Tangxi?
Putting down the teacup in her hand, the woman just smiled gracefully.
