Zhao Yi was not surprised at all by the failure of Xuanzhen Temple and the Imperial Clan Court to hunt him down.
Just kidding.
He's the protagonist, after all!
The protagonist's halo isn't something to be trifled with!
If it were that easy to kill him, would Zhao Yi have tolerated him for so long?
Let alone the protagonist.
Even Su Qianqian can't die no matter how reckless she gets!
Miaoyin Zhenren was puzzled, but she still didn't take the protagonist seriously.
She had the privilege to ignore the protagonist.
Not to mention, the protagonist was just a Tier Two Origin Realm cultivator; even if he was a Tier Nine Saint King Realm, he wouldn't amount to much in front of Xuanzhen Temple and the Imperial Clan Court!
Miaoyin Zhenren sat up from her soft couch, stretched lazily, revealing the proud curves wrapped within her loose robe.
She looked at Zhao Yi, cheerfully saying, "A bet's a bet! Whatever plans you have next, just count me in!"
Zhao Yi nodded with satisfaction.
