Just as Meng Sipei stole another glance at Jiang Beiran, another masked face appeared in her mind. The one who had rescued her from the miasma and told her in the Crescent Valley," Don't be afraid, I'm here.""His face.
'Aiya! Senior! I don't have that intention towards him. I just want to thank this expert for saving my life. No, no, I don't have that intention towards you either! I... I respect you very much. Aiya!
For a moment, Meng Sipei, who felt extremely confused, didn't know what she was thinking. In any case, she was very confused!
Unlike Meng Sipei, whose brain could barely function, Tai Yingzong was calmly analyzing everything that had just happened.
As someone who had dealt with Jiang Beiran several times, he knew very well that this little disciple of his would never do anything he was not confident in, let alone something that could easily lead to his death.
