After leaving the suite, Aoko Aozaki immediately entered the dim corridor.
The atmosphere in the Song of Elves Tavern was completely different from during the day. A faint, chilling aura permeated her surroundings, forcing Aoko to further restrain her divine power—she was afraid she might accidentally send that elven ghost on to the afterlife.
At this point, no sounds could be heard from any of the surrounding guest rooms; only the singing remained clear. Aoko believed the guests had entered...
He had made himself perfectly clear. They were only living together, not sleeping together.
"That's right, City Lord Xie. Let's leave the matter at that. We can treat this matchmaking tournament as a gathering for everyone to socialize and spar," Li Xiping said gently as well.
Xu Ruowu had not expected a single "Heaven-Reliant Divine Sword" to attract so many contenders. Now, not only the underworld, but even the righteous factions, the imperial clan, and even the long-reclusive "Cihang Jingzhai" and "Xiaoyao Sect" had rushed over. This was no longer something the Ghost King Manor could control.
His uncle should originally have stepped forward to entertain the guests, but since he could barely speak clearly, he handed the task over to Bu Fan.
But now, her father had not informed her that they were going to seek revenge. Why had the enemy from back then gotten into trouble?
The enemy's ability was truly beyond her ability to withstand. A powerful demon god with such an ability would definitely rank among the top ten in strength. Why had she never heard of someone like this before??
Yan Jing'an seemed completely unaware that this was the first time she had cried for a man she had known for only a day. She had also forgotten that her Sword Codex had long since