The One Being Chased

After sharing his thoughts with the kind old Daoist, he stroked his beard and smiled. "My Young Friend, don't joke around. Once you lend, you must return. It's unfair if I don't return it to you."

Jian Wushuang knew that there was no point in arguing, so he just laughed it off.

This sea area was originally vast and unfathomable, but after playing a few games of chess on the boat, there were signs of reaching the end.

They watched as the border of the Heavenly Domain start to appear on the horizon of this sea area. Jian Wushuang looked at the kind old Daoist and asked, "Sir, if I may ask, do you know where the Upper Desolate Heavenly Region is?"

Xi Qingchi's expression immediately tightened, and her slender palm smothered the little beast in her arms to death.

'It's over, it's over. I've been completely exposed. Please don't kill me…' She was crying in her heart.