They laughed, Chen Xiaotian and Shu Ya truly laughed, their laughter boisterous and unbridled, mischievous to the core.
Amidst the golden Demon Qi, Yang Zhen wore a baffled expression as he looked at Chen Xiaotian and Shu Ya outside, racking his brain but unable to figure out what exactly was so funny to them.
In the crowd, Jian Mao watched Chen Xiaotian and Shu Ya with a dumbfounded expression and asked the Nine Dragons Saint beside him, "Have these two gone mad?"
The Nine Dragons Saint's countenance was dark as he stared at Chen Xiaotian and Shu Ya, speaking solemnly, "These two are laughing so shamelessly, there must be something afoot."
Jian Mao curled his lips and said, "We haven't even heard Yang Xiaozi wail like a ghost or howl like a wolf yet. What could happen? Even if he did wail and howl, it could still be just an act. If he wants to pretend, no one can stop him; no one would even be able to see through it, unless he himself wants others to see through his guise."
