The brilliance of the golden chariot was mesmerizing.
Yan Xie remained expressionless, striving to calm the ripples in his Heart Lake.
This night's meeting, evolving to this point, was beyond his expectations.
He vaguely felt that Lu Yuzhen's motives were far from simple.
"Coming here today..."
"Actually, there's nothing important."
The young man on the golden chariot stood up and looked around.
The myriad lights converged into a great sun, hanging overhead.
The young man smiled and said, "Is this your mountain gate? It looks good, but not quite what I imagined. Didn't you say Bai Ze left a Secret Realm?"
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Upon hearing this, Yan Xie could no longer control his expression.
He frowned, looking at the Paper Taoist beside him.
Bai Ze Secret Realm?
What is the meaning of this? Lu Yuzhen never mentioned this to me.
"Aha..."
Lu Yuzhen noticed the change in Yan Xie's mood and laughed, extending his hand to pat Yan Xie's shoulder.
