With a bitter smile on his face, the man did not choose to leave but continued to gently embrace Liu Tangxi. At this moment, their sibling roles seemed completely reversed. Jiang Feng appeared more like the mature and attentive elder brother, reaching out to constantly soothe the woman's brow.
At this moment, his mind was uniquely free from stray thoughts.
Chaotic thoughts kept reconstructing. His junior disciple often spoke of strange and bizarre things, always saying he did not belong to this era but came from another world, where he could see many strange and eerie things.
Originally, he did not care; it wasn't disbelief, just a lack of attention.
Because in his eyes, Jiang Feng's previous life as Demon Night True Monarch, with the means of such a true monarch, even though unable to shatter the void and escape to a higher realm, peering into some upper realm mysteries was not surprising.
