In the meeting hall…
The Young Master of the Bai family, whom Bai Ze had mentioned, was sitting on a chair. He propped his chin on one hand and looked up at Qian Jiyun, who was walking towards him.
"Brother Jiyun…"
He wanted to call out to him affectionately and chat with him for a while.
However, he was interrupted by Qian Jiyun's cold gaze. He gulped unconsciously.
Despite his years of hard work, he could not catch up to the cultivation speed of Qian Jiyun, who spent most of the year away from Wulong Mountain.
He could not help but wonder what Qian Jiyun had eaten growing up. He wanted to know.
If he had known, he would have gotten some to eat. He would have spared no expense as long as it could help him match Qian Jiyun's cultivation speed.
Qian Jiyun sat across from him and asked coldly, "What is it?"
Young Master Bai was silent.
Was he not allowed to look for him for no reason?
