After speaking, Qin Qi turned his head and left without any intention of staying.
Leaving only Wenren Xiaoxian, standing alone in a daze.
Clearly, lost in thought.
Soon, Qin Qi had descended from the mountaintop to the base.
All eyes in the area were focused intently on him.
However, what Qin Qi cared most about was a middle-aged beautiful woman standing beside Xue Yun. This beautiful woman wore a robe and exuded an unparalleled aura.
She was the one Wan Hao and Ming Hu referred to as Yin Que.
Yin Que's beautiful eyes glanced at Qin Qi, "I wonder, young friend Qin Qi, what treasure did you acquire in our Holy Maiden Association's treasure pavilion? Could you share it with us?"
Qin Qi chuckled, "If I don't say, isn't that fine too?"
Yin Que's delicate brows furrowed slightly.
