Luo Lingling took out a stack of spell papers and handed them to Ghost Mastiff, and the two began discreetly setting defenses around the mountain...
...
Meanwhile, in the inner city of the Imperial City!
A young man with yellow hair stood on the bustling street, spread his arms, took a deep breath, and suddenly burst into laughter.
"In the Holy Martial Dynasty's Imperial City, I, the Shitian Emperor... smack!"
Before he could finish his sentence, a hard slap landed on the back of his head, causing him to grimace in pain but not daring to retaliate.
Shen Hanyi walked by with a veiled face, speaking coldly, "Behave yourself."
Faced with the suppression of his elder sister, Shen Yunzhou had no choice but to swallow his anger and mutter under his breath.
Lu Yaoyao bounced up close, smiling slyly, "Brother Shen, I can read lips."
"Then tell me what I said just now?" Shen Yunzhou retorted irritably.
