Yan Jin raised his aggrieved eyes, staring at Mu Ruyue's retreating figure, This woman just discarded him like that, throwing him at a man, didn't she know Yan Jin only loved beauties and not men?
However...
Yan Jin turned his gaze to Ye Wuchen, his brow slightly furrowed, Why did this man bear the aura of the Ghost King Ye Wuchen?
Spiritual Beasts had always been sensitive by nose; they could determine someone's identity just through their scent.
Should he tell that girl about this? But this man had just said that not letting her know was for her safety, so perhaps it was better not to talk too much for the time being.
"Ling Ye, the Phoenix Tripod is in my hands. If you dare, come and take it," Mu Ruyue lifted her cold face, looking indifferently at Ling Ye.
Ling Ye revealed a sinister smile, a cold frost flashing through his eyes, "Since you are so ignorant, don't blame me for being impolite! I must obtain the Phoenix Tripod."
Boom!
