With a person like Chu Fengmian, a harbinger of death within Cold Snow Pavilion, even Han Ning Saint would find no peace in her sleep or comfort in her meals. Now, what she wished for most was for Chu Fengmian to leave.
Facing such a madman, no one was inclined to provoke him further.
Chu Fengmian's nature was utterly lawless, acting without fear or consideration, a person absolutely nobody wanted to provoke.
"I will leave immediately."
Chu Fengmian smiled and addressed Han Yueli who was beside him.
"Let's go."
Chu Fengmian then turned his head, ready to depart.
"Wait, hold on."
Something suddenly crossed Han Ning Saint's mind, and she called out to Chu Fengmian.
"What is it?"
Chu Fengmian turned around and halted in his tracks.
"Chu Fengmian, in a few days' time, the battle between the Six Nations will commence, you must be aware of this," Han Ning Saint spoke slowly.
