High above the sky, Ling Feng and Tuoba Yan rode on the back of the Ice Qilin that Zifeng had transformed into. Tuoba Yan pouted slightly, shooting Ling Feng a sideways glare.0

Clearly, Tuoba Yan felt a bit jealous that Ling Feng had gone out of his way to help Murong Zining.0

"Em…"0

Ling Feng rubbed the bridge of his nose and gave an awkward smile. "Anyone with a conscience would feel sympathy. She may be a troublesome woman, but when I recalled how that Venerable of the Desolate Sea chose to sacrifice himself,...0