Facing Zhao Fuyi, Lii Jiuchuan was no longer the person who only knew how to retreat. He stood calmly, hands behind his back, meeting Zhao Fuyi's gaze.
"Senior Sister Zhao, are you here to talk about the past with me?"
Their gazes met in mid-air, Fuyi retreating three steps.
Lii Jiuchuan nodded to a few people around them, raised his hand, and set up a barrier, isolating himself and Zhao Fuyi within. Outsiders could see the two but not hear them.
The matter of the past was between the two of them, and only they could discuss it.
Ling Guanghan stepped back, the chubby True Monarch Cang Huo rushed to Wenn Miao's side, repeatedly asking, "What's happening, did I miss something big? Oh, why couldn't you let me out earlier, I missed a good show for nothing."
Wenn Miao ignored him, waving him away, "Go, go, you're everywhere, watching the fun all day and not afraid of making things worse, go ask someone else."
