“Jian ‘er, young master ao Tian is here. You should have a good chat with him later!”
On the stage at the front, King Bingxin saw Ling Jian ‘er greeting Wang Xian. He frowned slightly and spoke to her.
“Young Master Ao Tian?”
Ling Jian ‘er was stunned for a moment before nodding her head. “Yes, your majesty. I understand!”
The son of the supreme sect leader of the only sect could possibly inherit the position of sect leader in the future, so she naturally knew that she could not provoke him.
She looked behind her and saw the long-haired young master of Ao Tian, who was wearing the four golden crowns of the only sect leader, flying over.
An arrogant aura blew over.
“Young Master of Ao Tian!”
“Young Master of Ao Tian!”
Ling Jian ‘er, Bing Jing Huan, and the others stood up and greeted ao Tian.
“You are welcome. Looking at sister Jian ‘er up close, she is really beautiful!”
Ao tian sized up Ling Jian ‘ER from top to bottom and did not conceal his words at all.
