On this thought, Bai Yunqi felt it was unlikely.
Although the entire process was grand in scale, it did take place in his own small courtyard. Other than Xie Chenyuan and Ling Di present, not even the senior Yan Xuan knew what happened; how could outsiders find out?
It must be the fault of my true form!
He flicked out his tongue, coiling into a ball, and slowly swayed the tip of his tail, contemplating how to deal with the opponent.
That guy didn't seem like someone easy to talk to.
Jiu Qing sealed the pagoda, ensuring that the other party couldn't hear any noises from the outside world, then vanished from the riverbank.
When he reappeared, it was in a dim and eerie place.
He pushed open the door of a small wooden house under a clawing, dead tree, letting a sliver of warm light escape before the door was locked again.
"Oh, what's the occasion?" A charming girl with a loose hair bun said under the lamp light, lifting her slender eyes with a half-smile, "Something up?"
