"Hahaha!" Beiting Huang laughed out loud, amused by Mu Qingling's weak appearance. She held Mu Qingling's hand and walked towards the low-key and luxurious air-transportation spiritual vehicle. "Ling'er, long time no see. I still have something good for you. Let's talk on the way."
Under everyone's envious gazes, Mu Qingling, a young girl who had been driven out of the Nangong family's carriage by Mu Wanyue, was instead led onto an even more luxurious carriage by an extremely handsome youth.
Other than His Highness the Night King and his four guards, no one in the entire Central Continent dared to approach this carriage. It was said that even the emperor of the Raya Empire wanted to take a look at it, but His Highness the Night King mercilessly rejected him.
