"Oh, everyone's here, good morning!"
Yang Zhen greeted casually, leaving the members of the Green Lotus Sect with puzzled expressions.
Lin Miaoyi, standing behind the pseudo-Taoist, looked at Yang Zhen with an ice-cold expression, her face as strange as it could get, and her aura was intermittently chaotic and very disordered.
Yang Zhen clicked his tongue in wonder; it seemed that Lin Miaoyi had been exhausted by staying by his side those two days.
Wait, by his side?
Yang Zhen suddenly understood why Lin Miaoyi's gaze held a biting sentiment.
My bad, my bad, I, the Sao Saint, am not usually such a person, but I was really too tired at that moment.
Given all the efforts I have made to help the Green Lotus Sect, I definitely need to ask for some more benefits from them.
The sect leader of Green Lotus Sect managed a smile, walked up to Yang Zhen, and said, "Young friend Yang has worked hard, are you ready?"
