Upon hearing the discussion between two passing practitioners, a trace of worry flickered across Hua Youyue's face.
Although Yang Zhen was not an impulsive man, when Yang Zhen did act impulsively…
it indeed warranted concern, and with Yang Zhen's personality, it wasn't inconceivable that he could really do such a thing.
Next to her, a cheap cat and a flirty chicken were fighting. After hearing this, they both stopped simultaneously, exchanged a confused glance, and looking at the endless, terrifying chasm not far away, they mumbled to themselves, "Oh man, Yang Xiaozi really is bold as brass, daring to break into that kind of thing?"
Han Yan'er suddenly leapt up and rushed towards the two practitioners. After a brief exchange, her face showed a strange expression. With a glare, she sent the two practitioners scrambling away in a panic.
Back on the flying boat, Han Yan'er was fuming and stomping her feet, leaving everyone around her utterly baffled.
