It had to be said that Shen Yanxiao's acuity in some aspects was in the negatives…
If she wanted to detect Zhanye's thoughts, she would probably have to wait until the sea dried up and the stones rotted.
In the distant Hidden Dragon Continent, a proud and aloof figure stood at the peak of a mountain. His golden eyes narrowed as he looked at the boundless sea.
Below the mountain peak, the red-clad Vermilion Bird looked up at the figure with a complicated expression.
"I say, he… how long will he stay up there?" The Dragon God crossed his arms over his chest and looked up at Xiu who had been standing on the top of the mountain for three hours.
