"There's a peculiar rumor going around," Ren Xia started a conversation as she rested beside Tian Yang on the bed.
"Is the rumor related to the Immortal Clans?" Tian Yang asked.
"No, not exactly."
"Then it doesn't concern me," he said in a blunt, indifferent tone.
"Are you sure you're not interested? You might regret it."
Tian Yang narrowed his eyes slightly. Knowing Ren Xia's character, she wouldn't be so persistent in a subject if it wasn't serious or if it was related to him.
"If there's something you want to tell me, just tell me. No need to beat around the bush," he sighed.
Ren Xia suddenly lifted herself and positioned herself on top of Tian Yang, sitting on his body. Then, with an entertained smile, she spoke, "According to this rumor, someone claiming to be the 'Great Mammoth' recently declared himself as the ruler of the Desolate Continent."
"Great Mammoth?" Tian Yang raised his eyebrows at this familiar name.
