At this moment, a streak of light flew in from a distance, a snow-white robe fluttering in the air, instantly approaching the eye as a cold, disdainful voice fell like thunder.
"Adding me, is that enough?!"
The next moment, the white figure landed beside Mu Qianyue.
"My lady." Nalan Jing strode over, the coldness on his face turned to tenderness upon seeing the woman in front of him.
"Jing, you came." Mu Qianyue's lips curved into a smile as she stepped forward.
Nalan Jing took her hand, turned around, his stern purple eyes swept over Bai Longying, Mu Rutian, Shangguan Lengyi, and others, "Would you still like to see what my lady obtained in the Stone Hall?"
"Haha, no need, it's not ours, even if we saw it, it would be useless," Mu Ruke chuckled awkwardly.
