It seemed that he caught her attention, Golden Spirit turned her head to look this way, her expression cold and indifferent, her gaze as piercing as the Extreme North Icefield descending upon them.
To ordinary people, such a gaze might immediately make them feel as if they had fallen into an ice pit, but Yu Yuan had long been accustomed to it, merely smiling at her before casually turning his head back.
Golden Spirit slightly frowned, her expression somewhat surprised.
"What's wrong, Junior Sister?"
The plump young man beside her noticed her abnormal behavior, and asked with some curiosity.
"That person..." Out of respect for Duobao Taoist, who had looked after her like an elder brother over the years, Golden Spirit did not hide it, but considering Jiutian Xuan Nu was nearby, she switched to Primordial Spirit Transmission and said, "His smile feels familiar... I think I've seen him somewhere before."
