"Ignore what you have and place your hopes on others. Zhao Jun, you're too stupid." Ling Lan's cold voice rang in Zhao Jun's ears, causing his heart to tremble.
"Also, do I really exist?" Ling Lan asked coldly.
This question made Zhao Jun calm down quickly. There was a look of deep thought in his eyes.
Ling Lan ignored Zhao Jun. She glanced at him indifferently and turned her head to see that the bright path which had been temporarily changed because of Zhao Jun had already corrected its direction and was now extending into the depths of the void.
Pausing for a moment, Ling Lan indeed turned around and once again stepped onto the path of light, looking for the catalyst that belonged to her.
"Boss Lan, do you really not exist?" Zhao Jun asked, unwillingly to give up.
"So what if I exist? So what if I don't?" Ling Lan turned and asked coldly.
