Dongfang Wuya swept his gaze around and finally spotted Shen Qinghe and Xiao Chen speaking in a corner. Nearby, Yan Changsheng, with a sleazy face, walked towards them.
"The one who ran out just now was Nan Sheng," Xiao Bai's voice reached his ears.
He turned his head and indeed saw the figure of Nan Sheng flying away on her sword.
"Could it be that Fairy Qinghe snatched Xiao Chen from Nan Sheng's hands, and that's why Nan Sheng left the field in shame and anger?" Xiao Bai, drawing from his years of experience reading storybooks, came to this conclusion.
Dongfang Wuya was left speechless, "I suddenly am starting to doubt whether you really are the puppet I created."
Is it possible that someone has replaced Xiao Bai's core?
"Master, there's no need to doubt, Xiao Bai will always be your Xiao Bai!" Xiao Bai naturally uttered a cheesy line.
Dongfang Wuya coughed lightly, not accustomed to Xiao Bai's sudden sentimentality.