After all, they were now in the territory of the Devil Clan on Hundred Saints Mountain; they had no idea how many masters of the Devil Clan were actually here.
"Let's rest here tonight. Don't worry, I'm a gentleman. You don't have to be on guard against me all the time."
Duan Gujin said indifferently.
"Okay!" Luo Ying smiled.
After finishing the arrangements, Duan Gujin closed his eyes and began to recuperate.
Watching Duan Gu sit cross-legged, Luo Ying's eyes flickered.
Her mind was racing as she thought about how she should interact with Duan Gu the next day.
"With my charm, it should take a day or two for him to fall for me!"
Luo Ying was hopeful about her own allure.
Duan Gujin closed his eyes, his Divine Sense spreading out to inspect the surroundings.
Suddenly, he had an ominous premonition—he felt that he was being watched.
However, no matter how he extended his Divine Sense, he couldn't find the source of the terrifying sensation.
