"What rotten luck! Why do I keep running into martial artists from the Northern Region no matter where I go?"
Lin Bai, hiding in the hollow beneath the divine statue, heard that the others were martial artists from the Northern Region and immediately smiled bitterly.
It seemed he had an indescribable bond with the martial artists of the Northern Region. Ever since arriving in the Hunting Realm, he had been entangled with them almost constantly.
First, the disciples of the Soul Refinement Sect had traveled with him to Verdant City. Then the Holy Son of the Northern Region's Corpse Refinement Sect had accompanied him into the massive volcano.
He had just emerged from the massive volcano and stepped into the Yellow Sand World, only to run into disciples of a Northern Region Heavenly Dao Clan. His luck had truly gone rotten.
"How did Chu Tinghan end up entangled with martial artists from the Northern Region?" Lin Bai was deeply puzzled. He pricked up his ears and listened carefully to the sounds coming from outside.
Judging from the voices of the Northern Region's Heavenly Dao Clan, it seemed they were forcing Chu Tinghan to marry a Holy Son named Meng Lei?
"Princess Tinghan, when I first saw you in the imperial capital, I already admired you greatly. I hope you will give me a chance!"
The speaker's voice was gentle and magnetic. Though Lin Bai could not see him, he could tell from his voice that he was a handsome man.
However, just as the handsome man's features began to take shape in Lin Bai's mind, he imagined a Northern Region martial artist clad in animal skins, bare-chested and exposing his torso. He could not help but smile bitterly.
"Holy Son Meng Lei, marriage is a major matter, not child's play.