The atmosphere in Qingping Lane became quite odd.
Jian Qingqiu, who was initially full of anger, had most of his fury dissipated by now.
Because he indeed found it somewhat amusing.
"..."
The woman inside the carriage who lifted the curtain had her entire posture frozen.
Since appearing, the smile that had never left Nalan Qiutong's face also froze.
Jian Qingqiu crossed his arms, silently stepping back a little.
He wasn't in a hurry anymore.
Because facing off against Du Yunzhong wasn't a first for him, he was mentally prepared before coming... it seemed very difficult to enter Qingping Lane.
Yet Jian Qingqiu truly hadn't expected.
Even Nalan Qiutong's face wasn't given any respect by Du Yunzhong!
"Lord Du, what do you mean by this?"
Nalan Qiutong's voice turned cold as she looked towards the alley. Qingping Lane wasn't long, and even if blocked by armored soldiers, it couldn't stop the Divine Thought of a Yin God expert.
