Noticing the look from Nangong Yan, Nalan Ziyun pouted, walked over, grabbed Shen Lang's arm, and started to pull him away, showing him no deference at all.
"Stop it, I'm busy!" Shen Lang protested, gently patting the back of her hand.
Nalan Ziyun glared. "What could be so important? Haven't you had your fill of showing off?"
As she spoke, Nalan Ziyun sent him a Divine Thought transmission, "Show mercy where you can. Leave the rest to Sister Nangong and the others; it's better than you just standing here. If you don't give them a way to back down gracefully, they'll hold a grudge even if they do submit. That'll just make things difficult."
Although it was a Divine Thought transmission, how could it possibly escape the notice of Yin Shanhan, whose Divine Thought was far more powerful than that of an ordinary Emperor Martial Realm expert?
Yin Shanhan glanced at Nalan Ziyun. The more he looked, the more he liked this young woman.
