"Do you see this person here? With him around, what is there to fear?"
As she spoke, the Fairy of Baohua casually patted Shen Yi's shoulder and whispered, "Not bad at all, you truly do me proud."
"I... I..."
The cultivator looked at Shen Yi with awe, realizing from that brief exchange just how formidable the young man in the Ink Robe was.
He sighed as if resigned to fate, "Actually, I don't even know what happened myself. Suddenly, a group of the Aquatic Race appeared, and our lord has yet to send anyone to deal with it, as if by tacit approval..."
"This Xiao Yuanlin is going to be the death of me."
The Fairy of Baohua's chest heaved with renewed anger.
If she remembered correctly, when he had married her junior sister, she had personally offered her blessings.
Even if faced with an overwhelming enemy, couldn't he find a way to send even a single message?
Watching the lady Bi Cui openly call out the lord's name,
