White Fox Immortal Lord sat to one side, watching Bai Qingxian converse with Jiang Che.
That Jiang Che truly had quite the nerve. Even as he spoke with Bai Qingxian, his eyes would occasionally glance toward him from the corners.
Filthy man.
White Fox Immortal Lord shifted his gaze elsewhere. Jiang Che had long regarded Bai Qingxian as something in the palm of his hand. And himself... everyone in the Qingqiu Race knew that Xian'er would likely become a sacrifice, handed over to Jiang Che to soothe his fury.
Bai Qingxian alone did not know!
Even Xian'er herself did not know that her father... had already lost one True Life because of Jiang Che. In a sense, Jiang Che was a quarter of her father's killer.
"Young Master Jiang! After pondering this over and over these past few days... I have been so anxious every night that I could barely sleep... The immortal artifact you gave me is far too precious. I cannot accept it!"
Bai Qingxian raised her hand and offered the Heavenly Fox Painted Fan before Jiang Che, the heartache in her expression impossible to conceal.
Jiang Che chuckled softly, then slowly reached out to take back the immortal artifact.
"Hm? Why is Miss Xian'er's grip... so strong? Don't tear the painted fan apart," Jiang Che said with a wicked grin.
This little fox demon was saying polite words again. She clearly did not want to return it, yet she still deliberately put on this act. But unfortunately... Young Master Jiang did not play by the usual rules!
"Uh... oh!" Bai Qingxian reluctantly released her grip, wanting to fiercely slap herself across the face.
Ding! The host has tricked Bai Qingxian and obtained 200 million points.
"Hehe, I was just teasing you!" Jiang Che flashed a