Shanle finally couldn't hold back, angrily said: "Outer demon, stop your nonsense!"
Zhen Yu's temples throbbed again, this Young Master Jia was endlessly chattering, his words even more annoying than all the Daoist Skills combined.
Young Master Na Jia chuckled and continued, "Alright, I am talking nonsense. But Bodhisattva, are you leaving or not?"
"Of course, I will..." Shanle stopped in time, his face fluctuating between blue and white, unable to decide whether to leave or stay.
Fortunately, at this moment, celestial music suddenly arrived, causing Shanle's expression to change; his eyebrows relaxed with a hint of joy. Seeing this hint of joy, Wei Yuan immediately became solemn.
As Shanle barely managed to compose himself, before he could speak, Jun Tuli Ming King had already returned from the severed space, and that ordinary-looking middle-aged man was instantly thrown off, retreating at full speed!
