This Was Digging a Pit and Taking the Whole Nest

After passing through the Wooden Door and arriving above an endless sea of clouds, Qin Yang glanced back. The Wooden Door behind him had already turned into a phantom and vanished.

He stood where he was and waited for a while, yet no one from the Yan Luo Clan entered. Qin Yang suddenly smiled.

"Too scared to come?"

Qin Yang's memory was average, which was why he used a Little Notebook to write down important things he feared forgetting. As for unimportant matters, he did not care much about them.

For example, Luo Qi, whom the Yan Luo Clan had brought along—he truly had no impression of her before. The only thing he remembered was that when they entered the Embroiderer Estate, the Yan Luo Clan had brought more female cultivators than male ones.

As for Luo Qi herself, unless he used a secret art to directly summon his memories and revisit what had happened then, he genuinely had no impression of her whatsoever.

Having no impression meant one thing: when they had entered together, he had not seen anything outstanding or remarkable about Luo Qi.

Yet such an utterly unmemorable person had suddenly shone brilliantly here and had even been willing to come all the way to the end, wagering her life on opening a Wooden Door by chance.

Most importantly, his instinctive reaction upon seeing her the first time—calling it fear would not be wrong, and calling it resistance would not be wrong either.

Luo Song had quietly explained it to him, but Qin Yang did not think that explanation was particularly reliable.

He now suspected that this Luo Qi was actually that bastard Xun Mu in disguise.

Ordinarily, however, he truly could not see any flaw. And with Luo Guodu and Luo Song present, Qin Yang could