Xun'er: What the Hell Am I Even Fighting For?

"...I rather like that answer."

Yao Wan fell silent for a brief moment, then her tone suddenly eased, and she also let go of Feng Qing'er's chin.

"Don't worry... I've never been one to toss things around."

Yao Wan said lightly, "In that case, just wait at ease. Be good and go on."

"Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!"

After receiving Yao Wan's certain answer, Feng Qing'er's pretty face, which had shown a trace of pain, finally filled with a different kind of relief. Her eyes were gradually covered by a faint mist, and then she slowly stood, hurrying out of Yao Wan and Xiao Yan's sight.

"...What a buzzkill."

Looking at Feng Qing'er's retreating figure, not the slightest ripple stirred in Yao Wan's heart. She only could not help muttering under her breath.

"What's wrong?"

Xiao Yan had not heard what Yao Wan said clearly. He only subconsciously placed his hand lightly on her shoulder.

"Nothing. Let's go in."

Yao Wan shook her head. How could she possibly say something like that in front of Xiao Yan... Besides, the important matters came first right now. How could she have the leisure to think about such things...

"Then Feng Qing'er...?"

Xiao Yan could not help saying subconsciously. Toward the Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan, who had truly stabbed straight into his heart this time, he naturally would not have any good feelings. Needless to say, Xiao Yan would still go to the Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan in the future to demand an explanation.

But that also depended on who he was compared to.

Compared with others, Xiao Yan's attitude toward the Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan could be considered relatively aggressive, but compared with Yao Wan, Xiao Yan's attitude seemed extremely conservative.

Although Xiao Yan did not like the Heaven Demon Phoenix