Han Fei flew all the way back to the Empyrean Waterfall. He was quite frustrated.
"Well…"
Han Fei sat at the dinner table in Wang Dashuai's home, with a bowl of rice in front of him. Anybody who saw him would have felt sad.
It wasn't easy for him to stop Jiuyin Ling from tagging along. He claimed that the food at Wang Dashuai's was all served by bowls, which finally scared her off.
"Well…"
At the table, Wang Dashuai, Bai Lu and Qing Chen all looked at Han Fei in surprise.
Wang Dashuai scratched his head. "Junior Brother, you've sighed almost a hundred times. What's wrong?"
Bai Lu also asked nervously, "Yeah, what happened to you? Didn't you get the Wind God Pearl and the Phantom Glass Wings? Why are you still sighing?"
Qing Chen nodded quickly. "My heart is filled with jealousy. Yes, jealousy."
Han Fei slowly put his hands on the table. "My life is so hard! Jiuyin Ling really fell in love with me! I'm so worried!"
