Aside from Yan Yang, many geniuses of the three major sects watched as Nie Li left, not knowing what they were thinking about.
The disciples of the three major sects mutually exchanged greetings with each other before they left.
Ye Xuan wanted greet Xiao Ning’er, but she’d already left with Nie Li without even a glance in his direction. His heart felt like the withered leaves in autumn. Originally, he still felt superior when compared to Nie Li when facing him. He thought that once Xiao Ning’er realised that reality, she’d understand who was more suitable for her. But now, Ye Xuan could only bitterly smile incessantly. What could he do to compete with Nie Li?
“Senior Brother Ye Xuan couldn’t be admitting defeat, right?” Murong Yu said as he looked at the bitterly smiling Ye Xuan.
“What else can I do?” Ye Xuan said after a moment of silence.
