Yao Xinghai's surprise made Ji Yaohua burst into laughter.
He walked over with a bemused expression on someone's face and gave him a hearty slap on the shoulder, "Old Yao, I'm really sorry for keeping it from you for so long."
"..." Yao Xinghai was shocked.
He looked at Mu Qingge, who was smiling playfully, and Xi Qianxue, who was casting an evaluating gaze his way, feeling somewhat at a loss.
Not just him, even the onlookers expecting Mu Qingge and Xi Qianxue to tear into each other were bewildered. Isn't it said that women are jealous by nature, and that there are no absolute friendships between outstanding women?
What's going on with this scene now?
Damn!
"Hiss! If these six form a team, wouldn't that represent the strongest force among the Middle Ancient Realm's newcomers!"
Finally, someone snapped out of it and reacted.
Immediately, numerous envious, jealous, and anxious expressions floated toward Mu Qingge and her group.
