The remaining people gradually went inside, and the four of them were about to embark on this journey with an unknown path.
"Alliance?" At this moment, a voice emerged.
Luo Qianqian looked up and saw a pair of bright, clear eyes belonging to the young boy in a light blue robe who had just spoken. His eyes seemed to speak, staring directly at her.
Behind him were a dozen or so individuals, clearly following his lead.
Hearing the boy's words, a few among them discreetly furrowed their brows, obviously disagreeing with what he said.
"Are you asking me?" Luo Qianqian was somewhat cautious, after all the people 'picked up' along the way were too many, right?
The boy nodded slightly, as if affirming Luo Qianqian's question.
First came Haan Yun, the downtrodden Seventh Prince, which she accepted, considering such an identity couldn't easily be discarded.
