If they met on the street, the white shadow would smile at him, and Xia Ji would size her up quietly.
"Are you from the Pantheon Court or the Empress?" Bai Zhu asked.
"The Pantheon Court," Xia Ji said with a smile.
Bai Zhu narrowed his eyes. He didn't recognize Xia Ji, who was Qi Yu.
Of course, Xia Ji couldn't possibly think of the ancestor just because he saw an expert among countless people.
At this moment, the two of them were just suspicious of each other.
The atmosphere between the two of them was a little strange and oppressive.
But no one made the first move.
At this moment, a pair of small hands pulled at the entrance of the alley, and then a white cat poked its head out.
Miao Miao revealed half of her face and observed carefully.
However, both of them could sense Miao Miao's presence, so they stopped at the same time.
With a thought, a terrifying aura rose from Xia Ji's body and pressed down on Miao Miao.
