"After putting on this act, do you really feel happy?"
Qin Jun muttered in his heart, especially when paired with Patriarch Bodhi's light and breezy demeanor, it was invisibly lethal.
After all, Patriarch Bodhi was his staunch subordinate.
If you're happy, that's good.
Qin Jun shrugged and smiled, "Let's go, to the Immortal Palace."
Patriarch Bodhi nodded, and the two turned to walk towards the grand entrance of the Immortal Palace.
Just as they passed by two statues, Qin Jun suddenly felt two terrifying murderous intents attacking him, making him feel as if he were in a cold cellar.
Patriarch Bodhi's eyes narrowed, and he immediately waved the Dust Brush. Qin Jun instantly relaxed, and the two murderous intents disappeared.
