1228 Zenith Sensing Art

Lin Dong's face was black as he looked at Yan, who had come out as he pleased. Lin Dong grabbed at the latter as he gritted his teeth and said, "Yan, you asshole!"

Yan dodged Lin Dong's hand and helplessly said, "You are really as stubborn as a rock. If I don't say anything, you would never have asked."

"You meddle far too much!" Lin Dong clenched his teeth together in anger. He attempted to grab Yan a couple of times, but a sheathed longsword suddenly swept in front of him and stopped Lin Dong just as he was about to grab Yan.

Ling Qingzhu glanced at Lin Dong. After which, she looked at Yan, frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

"I am the Ancestral Stone Spirit. I have always been in this fellow's body." Yan's eyes paused on Ling Qingzhu. His gaze looked straight at her. This was not due to Ling Qingzhu's appearance. Instead, it was due to the extremely faint but unforgettable ripple from her that only he could detect.