Two days later, Li Hanyu indeed emerged punctually from her cultivation.
Her state was now almost fully restored.
The two of them rose from the ground, breaking through the ice.
There were no enemies outside; the long-missed fresh air rushed towards them, making them feel uplifted and delighted.
However, Miss Li did not show any intention of appreciation or sentiment.
Once again, she grabbed Brother Cheng by the collar and flew him high up into the sky, heading directly toward the White Profound Race.
"Beauty..."
"What?"
"Next time, could you not grab my collar right away? It's quite undignified. At most, I can just hold you voluntarily, right?"
This weakling at the Extreme Profound Realm is really too damn hard to play.
Brother Cheng felt like his high status was gradually developing flaws, and even the throne of the King Bi began to tremble.
Yet the aloof Miss Li didn't respond at all to his immature little suggestion.
