Although his eyes were looking at Zeng Anmin, he deliberately raised his voice, striving to catch the newcomer's attention. At this moment, Sai Chuxue just happened to walk up to the three of them and stopped.
Hmm?
Seeing that his voice had indeed attracted the girl's attention, Liu Xian's smile grew increasingly confident, and a look of smug satisfaction radiated from his face.
"How could mere members of the Demon Race frighten us Confucian Cultivators?" he asked, feigning ease as his voice became even more leisurely.
However...
"Zeng Anmin... I... I'm looking for you for something," Sai Chuxue said, not even glancing at Liu Xian. Her limpid eyes, clear as autumn waters, rested on Zeng Anmin's face. After speaking, she lowered her head, exuding a bashful demeanor.
Liu Xian's eyes widened. The Little Fatty Crown Prince stared at the standard uniform of the Profound Array Department on Sai Chuxue, a thoughtful gleam flickering in his eyes.
