"What I'm thinking is none of your damn business, get lost."
Li Changchun said coldly.
Upon hearing this, Ling Feng left awkwardly.
"I guess I'll have to seek the blessing of Buddha."
Li Changchun mulled it over, unable to guess Wang Ye's intentions.
He originally thought Wang Ye would hold a meeting today, but unexpectedly the meeting was postponed for three days.
Three more days.
Li Changchun was a bit impatient.
Meanwhile, Xia Yurou of Saintess Peak finished reading the letter.
Her expression was very calm.
Originally, she was a woman who accepted whatever life brought her way.
What's more, residing and guarding a place meant having more power and greater freedom for her.
"Let's go, it's better to go far away."
Xia Yurou stood up, moved to the window, and looked into the distance.
In the distance, white doves flew by.
They were likely heading south, and her eyes reflected a sense of longing.
Upon receiving the letter, Zhao Zilan felt reluctant.
