Qi Wuhui came happily and left angrily.
He originally wanted to take the time to come to the Yang family to get some benefits when he came to Guangling City today. Not to mention getting any benefits, he lost some.
"Haha, let's go. There's no show to watch…"
After Qi Wuhui left, the crowd began to disperse. Everyone went back to their own homes.
Before He Wushuang left, he didn't forget to greet Ye Qiu.
Han Shengyi looked at He Wushuang and shook his head. "Yao'er, let's leave too."
"Okay, Uncle Han, let's go." Before Fuyao left, she took a deep look at Ye Qiu and left without saying anything.
Soon, only Ye Qiu, the Xiao Clan, the Yang Clan, and the three old Daoists of the Immortal Mountain were left on the street.
"Master, where are we going next?" Zhao Wan'er tugged at her red robe and asked softly.
At this moment, Xiao Zhan suggested, "Perfected Ye, do you want to come to my place?"
