"You seem wary of Lady Ming?"
On the back of the giant eagle, Xia Yunxin leaned over and softly asked Ling Chen, who was sitting next to her.
It's just an intuitive dislike.
Ling Chen hadn't noticed anything specific, but a simple premonition urged him to keep his distance from this woman.
"Oh, I see. It seems you don't like older, mature women," Xia Yunxin seemed to understand something and murmured to herself.
However, upon hearing her words, Ling Chen's face darkened. This woman surely knew how to put two and two together.
At that moment, Lady Ming, standing at the front of the giant eagle, glanced back. The corners of her mouth curved into a chilling arc.
"HEH HEH..."
Suddenly, an evil wind swept past, and mocking laughter echoed from the empty air ahead.
Soon after, Ling Chen sensed the auras of several Grand Master-level cultivators appearing in the sky before them.
