Hua Chongyang, Bai Yuqing, Yang Yan, and Di Qing looked slightly battered. The Nether Sect disciples followed closely behind them, afraid to breathe loudly.
Shen Liangshou rose to his feet with great difficulty when he saw the Four Great Protectors.
Li Jingyi seemed as light as a feather as she landed on the ground in the distance.
Little Yuan'er hopped over. She said with a smile, "Hello."
'This little girl is too biased. Why is she so gentle when the other party is a beautiful lady?'
"Hello." Li Jingyi smiled.
Si Wuya glanced at Li Jingyi and said, "If Wei Zhuoyan is still alive and knows that you're Jiang Aijian's source, I wonder what he would think."
Li Jingyi was slightly taken aback. Based on Si Wuya's words, he clearly knew the current Wei Zhuoyan was a fake. Moreover, he knew about her friendship with Jiang Aijian. In the end, she only said, "You have a unique sense of humor, Mister Seventh."
