"Yan Jiu, are you friend or foe? If you are an enemy, even if you are Feng San's big brother, you are still my enemy," Ye Lingyue's voice made the atmosphere in the room instantly turn tense and cold.
Yan Jiu gave a bitter smile.
This Miss Ye, despite her young age, sure isn't faint-hearted.
"Miss Ye, you have misunderstood. I dare not speak for other matters, but at least concerning the black fog, we are on the same side. Don't forget, Yan City No.9 is also located on the Xixia Plain; the black fog raging has not spared us significant losses either."
To prevent the black fog from affecting Yan City No.9, Yan Jiu had to set up a specific array outside the city, sometimes even having to relocate it—all physically demanding tasks.
For a person as inherently lazy as Yan Jiu, this was undoubtedly a grievous assignment.
"Do you know the origin of the black fog? Could it be, you've been to Black Valley?" Ye Lingyue was shocked.
