Yuee Hongyi's voice slowly drifted into Qin Ya's ears, making him pause. The voice sounded surprisingly familiar. Turning around, his heart couldn't help but beat a little faster. It was her—the King who had once appeared in the Yunxiao Empire.
She was the one who had taken Leng Ningshuang, Qin Yuxiang, and the others.
'Hah. To search high and low only to find them here by chance. It didn't take any effort at all.'
The corners of Qin Ya's mouth lifted, and a sharp glint flashed in his eyes.
Hearing Yuee Hongyi's question, Xu Zhenhong's lips curled into a smirk. He chuckled. "Heh, after all these years, it seems Elder Yuee still hasn't forgotten."
Yuee Hongyi's elegant brows knitted together in displeasure. She snorted coldly. "You shut your mouth. Haven't forgotten? Hmph, he's nothing but a useless coward, stuck in the past and afraid to show his face. What's there for me to dwell on?"
"You're right. Xiaa Yun is indeed cowardly, selfish, and furthermore..."
"Enough!!"
