"This lass."
While Xian Yurong was immersed in her cultivation, Chen Chang'an didn't sleep. Instead, he swept over Xian Yurong's room with his divine sense, appearing thoughtful.
"Boy, are you really not going to intervene?" Shen Xuzi popped out, asking in confusion.
"I can't help but admire your guts, boy. You actually dare to let that woman stay here."
"What harm could keeping her here do? Could she really hinder me?" Hearing Shen Xuzi's words, Chen Chang'an chuckled lightly.
Er..!
Seeing Chen Chang'an's slightest chuckle, Shen Xuzi was quickly silenced, because he suddenly realized that the person before him was a terrifying figure.
Indeed, he had been so frightened by that woman that he almost forgot this essential fact.
"Huh? What is this? How did my mask suddenly change?"
Meanwhile, in another chamber, Mao Ruxue, who had just returned to her room, suddenly cried out in surprise.