In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Lu Yanqing's mind. Though her ways of dealing with people and her beliefs differed from others', that did not mean she was foolish. Of one thing she could be certain: Ji Wu had not blindly guessed the place name Lingfang Valley, nor could she possibly have guessed so accurately—and asked her, the master of Lingfang Valley, about it. Clearly, Ji Wu had summoned her here because she had long known of her connection to Lingfang Valley.
Then did she also know that the Tianxia Chamber of Commerce's people had smuggled themselves over from the mortal realm? Was she the only one who knew? Or did others know as well? Or was she merely probing her, and she had actually responded just now? Heavens! What had she done?
At the thought that these secrets might leak out, and that everyone in the Tianxia Chamber of Commerce would likely suffer disaster, Lu Yanqing's lovely face drained of color as cold sweat streamed from her delicate body.
Unfortunately, she had failed to recognize that the person who had followed Yue Qianchou in Lingfang Valley was Crocodile Snow Lord, whom the Immortal Emperor had previously captured. Otherwise, she might have guessed something and would not have been as utterly at a loss as she was now. Back then, Crocodile Snow Lord had worn his hair in countless little braids, dressed entirely like a tribal savage, and had even specially altered his skin color. He and his current self were practically two different people—how could she have recognized him so easily?
At some point, Ji Wu had already turned to face her. Staring at her, she asked, "Are you afraid? Are you afraid of something else, or are you afraid that I will reveal your secret?"
"I don't