Zhao Tianxing heard these words and pulled the corner of his mouth, thinking inwardly, "Qianzi, you really didn't need to say that last sentence, now I look even more like a clown."
Lanling's gaze turned cold as he looked at Qian Shen, who dared to contradict a senior, and said indifferently, "Zhou Ke, you may as well advise this junior."
Just as Zhou Ke was about to approach Qian Shen, a flash of lightning streaked through the air.
To everyone's astonishment, Bai Zhenzhen appeared in front of Zhou Ke, carried by a fierce wind.
Zhao Tianxing frowned slightly, thinking, "Didn't I tell them not to come? Why are they here again?"
He seemed to recall a few months ago when Bai Zhenzhen was sent flying by Lanling.
Although Bai Zhenzhen's strength had improved rapidly over the past few months, the students of the second year were also progressing in their cultivation. To Zhao Tianxing, that one-year gap in cultivation was almost insurmountable.
