"Qin Yan Ge, do you want to explain?"
These soft words forced the alluring silhouette to pause.
After a moment of delay, Qin Yan Ge turned around and stared at the handsome youth, "What do you want me to explain?"
"Isn’t it obvious what explanation I am seeking?" Ling Xian’s expression was impassive, his white robe floated in the wind.
He was very suspicious that the news of the Palace activating in the House of Zi Yang was spread by the Demonic Fairy. If it were, in fact, spread by her, then he would question her intentions.
Qin Yan Ge’s visage was out of the world beautiful, just like Ling Xian, she appeared like an Immortal who descended from the Heavens.
After gaping at Ling Xian for a few minutes, she spoke, "You are suspicious of me aren’t you?"
"Yes," Ling Xian nodded, "If this news was started by you, then I have to question your harboring intent."