Unexpectedly, Yang Jing looked in Huang Xiaolong’s direction at this time. Her phoenix eyes glared fiercely at him, but soon, the corners of her lips curved into a faintly mocking smile.

The mocking smile on her face did not escape Huang Xiaolong’s notice. Obviously, Yang Jing thought that Huang Xiaolong was unaware of Shi Yinyu arranging his quota into the Gate of Nine Yin through her suggestion. Maybe, Yang Jing was even under the impression that he was beyond himself with joy at this moment.

Huang Xiaolong was indifferent.

The square became livelier with Yang Jing and Shi Yinyu’s arrival. Hall Masters, Grand Elders, and Elders fawned over at Shi Yinyu and Yang Jing’s side, conversing about something.

It seemed like Yang Jing had heard some good news that she was laughing modestly, demurely covering her lips with a hand.

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